So, what’s brewing on the light side?
Lois jabbed violently at the buttons on her rental car’s stereo system, but all she could get was static and one exceptionally dull talk-radio station that was currently discussing agricultural trends.
GGGoH?
The train that had taken fifteen minutes to pass was finally dragging its last boxcar across the length of track in front of her.
Nah, sounds like she’s alone here.
“Crop circles! Hah!” She scoffed to herself as she drove over the bumpy tracks toward the dirt road.
So, a younger Lois?
An assignment that had promised to be a legitimate story about possible life forms, visiting from other planets, turned out to be a bunch of teenagers pulling pranks on unsuspecting farmers.
Did Lois tick off Perry so he decided to send her to the country side so she can cool off a bit without getting into trouble?
“There’s nothing even remotely close to an alien life form anywhere near this god-forsaken town, unless you count rednecks as aliens.”
Umm…
Somewhere in the distance she could make out what looked like a car on the side of the road, and she hoped with everything in her being that she wouldn’t come across the bleached bones of a lost person who broke down and was never rescued.
Michael
