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Fiona’s Friends

Which friends? Bob asked Fiona. He peered at her through his reading glasses with more concentration than normal.Aliens

Out in the country, their nearest neighbour was miles away.

Since her feverish bout, she has picked up queer habits, muttering to herself, getting into arguments with his mother, wandering off to the woods with a picnic basket and spouting nonsense thereafter.

The past few days were worse. She rambled in a silly fashion.

He shook his head sadly.  Mother was right. Fiona was losing her mind.

Such dampening thoughts made him decide to go for a walk.

He wandered deep into the woods, enjoying the quiet and peaceful sounds of nature, but today he felt as if eyes were watching him!

Ever so often, he turned sharply when he heard the crinkle of twigs.

Just when he chalked it down to his disturbed feelings, the crinkles grew louder and a smiling, odd looking alien tugged at his trouser leg.

Have you come to play with us Mr. Ford? It asked.

He yelped in fright and raced back home. He was utterly speechless.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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