The Coming of the Bullocks by Gene Brewer

Author:Gene Brewer [Brewer, Gene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781499004816
Publisher: Xlibris US
Published: 2014-04-28T21:00:00+00:00

DAY FIVE

I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom — another reason not to like broccoli (the drinks may also have had something to do with it). After that I went to the kitchen for some water, looked out the window, shocked as always by the huge trailer with the ever-present guards out front, looming in the glare of the backyard light. It seemed so unreal that I wondered whether I was imagining it. But I could also feel the presence of something else. “Walter, are you here?”

“Where else would we be?”

“Back where you came from would be nice.”

His reply, “Our deepest apologies,” reeked of cynicism. “However, we’re going to be here for a little while yet.”

Once again I was breathing hard, and my ears were ringing. Things were happening that I couldn’t control, a situation I have always hated, that we all hate and fear to one degree or another. That’s why we panic when we feel a sudden chest pain or the like. I was having a hard time determining where I was, when it was. Somehow I had lost all track of time and place. How was this possible? I felt myself sighing as I resigned myself to my situation, like a horse that has just been broken after a long struggle. “Can you tell me what you’ve got planned for me today?”

“That’s up to your government friends. We don’t care what you do today, or any other day. Only the eighth day matters. We’ve been watching some of your television stations, reading your newspapers. The odds against your success at the United Nations are astronomical. You sapiens care about a dozen short-term desires more than your own long-term survival. It has always been this way and will be so until you evolve into a species less self-centered and violent.”

For some reason that statement, uttered so arrogantly, if matter-of-factly, peeved me. Who did these — these ants! — think they were, to come here and tell us to “evolve”? “When the hell are you going to demonstrate to the world that you can do what you say you can?” I screeched, with a very Walter-like scowl.

“You’ll get your demonstration very soon now.”

“You said that before!” I shouted internally.

He disappeared immediately, of course, but I felt nauseated as I went back to bed, unable even to finish the water. I turned over and watched the numbers on the digital clock cleverly lose or gain a little red bar. It’s amazing how slowly time passes when you watch it, and how quickly when you don’t. Either way, though, it moves relentlessly, and you eventually end up at the same place. Unless you’re a Bullock, of course, and can probably manipulate it any way you want. I wondered whether they could, in fact, stop the movement of time at will? Apparently, since they can stop or even reverse it when they saunter through the galaxy. But then they become invisible and unable to interact with their surroundings.

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