The Mystery of the Frozen Brains by Marty Chan

The Mystery of the Frozen Brains by Marty Chan

Author:Marty Chan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV039230
Publisher: Thistledown Press
Published: 2014-05-31T16:00:00+00:00


TEN

“What does a priest have to do with aliens?” I said.

“I don’t know,” Remi said, stumped.“Okay, if we break this down, we can figure it out. What does Father Sasseville do? ”

“Well, he runs the church. Sometimes, he reads from the Bible. Sometimes, he says mass. And sometimes he talks about the good things that Jesus Christ does?”

“Jesus? You mean the statue guy in the schoolyard?”

“Yeah.”

I shook my head. “I just thought he was the first principal at the school.”

“For a guy who reads a lot, you sure don’t know much,” he joked.

“Okay, Mr. Smarty Pants,” I said. “Why don’t you tell me?”

“Jesus is the holiest of the holy. He’s our saviour. When he was born, three wise men came to see him. And they gave him all sorts of cool stuff.”

“Video games?”

“No, it was in the old days. They gave him gold, frankincense and myrrh.”

“What are frankincense and myrrh?”

“I have no idea,” Remi said. “But they’re probably as valuable as gold. Anyway, a star led the wise men to where Jesus was born. They said the star was a sign that he was gonna be someone great.”

“A star?”

“Yeah, you know. The little lights in the sky. It flew across the sky.”

“You mean like a U.F.O.?”

Remi’s mouth dropped open as he made the connection.

I kept going. “Maybe myrrh is milk.”

Remi flashed me a puzzled look

“My dad gave the Night Watchman some milk.”

“What could be so important about free milk?” Remi asked.

“Cows!”

“The mutilations? Maybe aliens need milk to live. It’s like air to them.”

“Then why did my dad give away his milk to Father Sasseville?”

“I don’t know. Maybe to show him how much the aliens trust him.”

“That’s stupid. My mom could read his mind and find out if he could be trusted or not.”

“Yeah, I didn’t think of that. Hey, can you read minds? What am I thinking right now?”

I closed my eyes and tried to reach into Remi’s brain. I found nothing. I opened my eyes and shook my head.

“Too bad,” Remi sighed. “It would have come in handy to figure out what your parents are up to.”

“I guess we’ll have to figure it out for ourselves,” I said.

“There’s got to be some kind of link between aliens cows, milk and Father Sasseville. I just don’t see what it is yet.”

“I’ll bet the priest knows,” I offered.

“Yeah, but how are we going to find out?”

“Ask him?” I joked.

“Good idea!”

The next thing I knew, Remi and I sat in Father Sasseville’s office. Behind the priest, high up on his wall, a giant cross with Jesus looked down on us, just like the statue in the schoolyard. Beside me, Remi held his black toque in his hands as if he were praying.

“What can I do for you, my sons?”

Remi leaned forward and whispered, “My friend wants to join the Church.”

Father Sasseville leaned back in his creaky chair and smiled at me. “You’re making a good decision.”

“I’d like to learn more about your religion first,” I blurted.

Remi elbowed me. “He means he wants to get more information so he can fit in with the rest of us.



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