Close Encounters Scene 55

Damien puckered his lips and began to kiss me repeatedly. “Eeeww, stop, gross, eeeww I have Damien germs!” I teased. And then he kissed me right on the mouth. “Hey, not on the mouth!” I said and whipped my lips with the back of my hand, but as soon as I did he kissed my […]

Close Encounters Scene 54

As the doctor was leaving, this really cute black nurse walked in. I’m talking HUBBA-HUBBA here! The doctor told her something, and she went over, put something into the IV that until then, I’d not known was stuck into my arm, and before the nurse left, I was out cold again. I later learned that, […]

Close Encounters Scene 53

 Thirty-Fourth Encounter ~ Apparently, I slept all the way through the whole x-ray procedure because I don’t remember any of it at all. I woke up back in the ER of Providence University Hospital, the same hospital my brother had been in only a few weeks before. When I woke up, Dad and mom were […]

Close Encounters Scene 52

While all the Kings Horseman and all the Kings Men attempted to put my head back together again, I happen to have yet another hospital encounter. Yeah, no kidding! Maybe it’s a sign that I should study medicine when I go to college? Anyway, the encounter was quite brief and I never actually saw the […]

Close Encounters Scene 51

This skinny guy came over and took the box out of our cart, he couldn’t have been more than 18 yet, but he acted like he was the king of K-Mart. His name tag said, Assistant Day Manager in Training. He walked it through the doors without the alarm sounding. I don’t know where the […]

Close Encounters Scene 50

This next encounter happened on a Saturday at K-Mart. And yes, it is the same K-Mart where I had my very first encounter so long ago, but this wasn’t an encounter like any I’ve had before. To be honest, I hope I never have an encounter like it again. Okay, let me explain. My dad […]

Close Encounters Scene 48

That second day, a while after lunch, Mark and I had shoveled so many walks that we had plowed all the way over to Mike Rabur’s house. However, we didn’t shovel their sidewalk, because Mr. Rabur, Mike’s father, owns one of those enormous self-propelled snow blowers and had already cleared their driveway and sidewalks. Mr. […]