No response.
“Are you invading Earth?”
No response.
“Tell me what you’re doing on my planet?”
No response.
“What’s with all the purple s**t?”
Still no response.
After a number of failed conversations with the big-eyed visitor, he gave up. He wasted his time by staring at the thing for hours. He really didn’t want the thing to starve to death, so he kept feeding it copper pennies. Eventually, on day eight to be exact, two days ago, Calvin had stopped with his watching antics and ignored the gray. It had nothing to share with him.
* * * *
Calvin heard Ben inside his head again:
I can’t see us ever having children. At least not in this lifetime together. I love you with all my heart and soul, but I just don’t see it, Cal. If you want children you’d better find a different soul mate.
