Anyway, there it was, just sitting there like a… like a… thing, except that it was vibrating slightly and humming.
A mystery.
It looked alien, not of this world.
Obviously then I thought it must not be alien. What are – after all, when you think about it – the chances of something that looks alien actually being alien.
Not much, obviously.
At least if you are not some kind of conspiracy nutte… theorist.
That is, unless there are secretly aliens amongst us, after all. Whenever you are out and about you do have to wonder… even just reading the news or watching TV you do sometimes wonder if you are the same species, the same human race, as those that you see around with their strange habits, strange dress, strange ideas. Perhaps we are all aliens and this planet is some sort of dumping ground for the cosmic oddities that no species wants to have around – that would explain so much.
Anyway, so, unless there were aliens about – which there doesn’t seem to be any real evidence for such a notion, then, this thing… whatever it was - was not alien.
Anyway, there I was staring at it, wondering if it was radioactive when Jennifer hurried back out of her room, picked it up, looking rather embarrassed, switched off its vibrating and hurried back into her room with it and the laptop she’d hurriedly shut down before dashing from the room when I’d come home unexpectedly five minutes before.
Like I said... a mystery.
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