"Hmmmmm! The way you describe how he disappeared from the room sounds like they use a sophisticated model of a transport mechanism," Cooper added. "Wish we could learn its secret!"
"Surely there's something you can say to them that will convince them you're from Earth!" Jeanie said. "When are they coming back?"
"I don't know. Whenever they feel like it, I guess."
"What about your accident? I'm sure they'd believe you if you explained it to them!" Jeanie told him.
"Remember, I already did," Mike replied, "and he didn't."
"Your birth certificate?" Jeanie asked.
"I don't even think I've still got it. It may have been lost when we moved around during the food riots."
"I wouldn't worry about it son," Cooper comforted. "I'm sure you'll find some way to convince them when the time comes. If they won't believe you, just send them there to me. I'll tell 'em a thing or two! Now let's get back to work, shall we?"
"Did the ship really look like a saucer?" Larry was saying, as the young people left the clinic.
"I didn't get to see it all that well...."
Dr. Cooper turned to Dr. Horton and sighed heavily. "What in the hell will happen next?" he asked, looking totally exhausted and perplexed.
"You never can tell with a hero around!" Horton chuckled. "Take some of your own advice....don't worry, and, take it easy or you'll overdo it again."
"Thanks, doc!" he nodded. "I'll try to remember that." As he headed back to work he mumbled, "Space ships! Aliens! How did I ever get into this mess?"
What worried him most, was the speck of doubt which crept into his own mind. Would Spirit Lad be around long enough to stop the MLCs? It seemed like every time he silently questioned his young friend's powers, and abilities, Mike would do something fantastic to assure the faith he had in him. Time was growing shorter, and Dr. Cooper had almost completed the model in the basement and used up all his spare time for the past two weeks there. His faith in Mike would be renewed soon, however, as the boy would be called on a mission which would challenge his whole being in a desperate search for the truth.
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