“I really need to get home early tonight” I said, feeling extremely angry. Mr Fields burg stood up and walked to the door, closing it and turning ...ack to me. “I need to talk to you” he said, looking at me with his dark blue eyes. “Okay” I said, standing up straight and waiting for him to say whatever it was that he wanted to say. “You’re not putting any effort into the assignments that I give you” he said, “Why don’t you bother doing the work you are required to do?” How was it possible that a. Every summer my next door neighbours would go stay at the beach for a few weeks and they would give my parents their keys to check their mail and so on. To this day I have no idea what made me think of it but I had a sudden urge to go find where my parents had kept the keys. It only took about five minutes to find the keys but it took me a good twenty minutes to get up enough courage to go through with my plan. Although I knew my parents would not be home for hours I will still extremely scared. ”“If you say so,” Kadavy grumbled, “you’ve been right so far, I don’t see any reason to start doubting you now.”We returned with the trucks, and the Mutons walked out to meet us. There were five of them in all, one less than I had estimated. I used the translator to encourage them to mount the flatbeds, the rear suspension on Kadavy’s old Ford sinking under the weight of three of the aliens. I took the apparent leader, the largest of the group, and one of the smaller ones. I felt a little. It ran in thick drips down Baun’s right leg, rolling to inner part of her knee and down her calf. She darted to the other side. Continued the drips there, then met Baun’s eyes. Baun pushed her head back.As soon as she did, Mia climbed the last step of the ladder and squeezed the bottle over her head, letting the syrup race down Baun’s scalp line. It poured over her hair, temples and neck. Spilled over her breasts, pooled into her cleavage, down the front of her leotard, and slid down the.