'He Talks to Crickets...'
Jimmy's aunt answered the front doorbell, albeit nervously.
There were two men in dark suits... And dark sunglasses as well? Yes.
"Hello, what is it you want?" was all Jimmy's foster 'mom' could think to say at first.
Recalling a fun comedy science fiction film from several decades past, she then quipped:
"Are you two M.I.B. - Men-In-Black? Or maybe just F.B.I. agents, Forever Bothering Individuals?"
The taller of these two very Non-Fuller Brush-Men replied: "Actually, we are from NASA... mam."
"Oh, I see... Well, maybe you better come on in and we can have a 'talk' over a cup of coffee?"
"That'd be fine... Thank-You, mam." said the shorter of the two 'Blues Brothers' look-a-likes.
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After the coffee, and a chat, the kind aunt looked into his room.
"Jimmy... Please come into the living room. We have some visitors."
"Oh, Mom... Do I have to? I was just teaching the cat to update his social media page..."
Even though Jessica was technically his aunt, Jimmy had taken to calling her 'Mom' a while ago.
(To be continued...)
