They're contained. All we have to do is to stay out of the lower valley." What we need to do," Bethany weighed in forcefully, "is to stay away from th... valley all together. That would make things a lot safer." Probably," Vicky piped up before I could answer, "but I doubt very much whether the aliens will allow us to stay away." What do you mean?" asked my daughter Sarah. This time all the questioning eyes fell on Vicky."It's just that the aliens have their own agenda," Vicky explained. Finally we pulled into a parking lot between a couple huge old buildings. One was a bar with a bright neon sign and the other was the theater "Paris Theater II" flashed on a neon sign. My uncle turned off the engine."Remember, do whatever Bernard tells you to do and everything will be fine. He should be here any minute." My uncle said.A couple minutes later I saw a large black man walking towards the car. My uncle got out and they talked for a few minutes. The man motioned for me to come over. Slowly pulling out of his parking spot, he gave the building one last look before heading towards the highway. JP had been riding motorcycle for years and the gentle hum of the engine from his new BMW along with the sun on his face where almost hypnotizing as the miles sped by. When he had begun planning this trip he had decided it would be different from any other trip he’d ever taken before. The days of schedules and deadlines were gone, instead he was going to take his time and enjoy what. I couldn't make out who was sitting behind the wheel."Maybe some other time," I said. "I think I'd better get home. You could come with me if you like." Not tonight, Mrs J. C'mon, it'll just take minute. This person really wants to meet you."I knew I should drive away... This was not a place I should be. I really wanted Rachel to go home with me. Since she turned me down, I knew it wasn't smart to hang around. Recently, however, my good sense seemed to have abandoned me.I turned my car engine.