The Ridiculous Newspaper
By: Dylan McGee/Junior
The headline in the Sunday newspaper read: “Aliens Among Us?” It was a so profoundly stupid title. Aliens? In a respectable local newspaper? I didn’t even bother to read the paragraphs dedicated to this lunacy.
My wife looked over my shoulder, audibly laughing, “Jesus, since when did they hire nutcases to write for the paper?”
“I don’t know, but my life would be a helluva lot easier if had a hit of what they’re smoking!” I poked back, teasingly.
I finished the eggs and bacon in front of me, and went to get my briefcase and keys.
“Hey, remember to fix the sink when you get back home!” she yelled.
“Yeah, yeah,” I say as I leave.
“Wait! Let me kiss you goodbye!”
I heard her run in my direction. I grumbled, but waited. When I turned to my wife, I noticed her skin was slightly tinted bluish gray, lacking its healthy glow, and her eyes were shimmering in ways beyond the capacity of a normal human.
And that was it.