The Ashtarians, Two

“I recall discussing something along those lines recently with you, Clayton, I'm a little tired and old for that, I think.” Clayton hurried now to catch up with the old man. He stopped in front of him. “Miracles happen, Mr Matthews,” Clayton said, staring. “I can prove it. They're real, everything I've said about them [...]

The Ashtarians, One

There was one person left in the lecture hall, and though Dr Matthews struggled to see that far he knew who it was. He wasn't hovering around waiting to kiss his behind or get an extension on the essay, or help him with his bag and books to the next building. The boy sitting by [...]