Over the Moon

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felt.
It was stupid to be this distressed over the prospect of having him
gone for a week, seven days, one hundred and sixty-four hours, ten
thousand and eighty minutes.
    "You will miss me!" he declared as he stared into my eyes.
    "What gave me away? You have got to stop reading my thoughts.
It's really starting to get on my nerves. Why can't I know what you're
thinking for a change?" I complained and frowned at him.
    "This is what I'm thinking," he said as he pulled me up from the
lawn chair, wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me fervently. I closed my eyes and tried to slow my erratic, racing pulse. His lips
were firm and warm, and my temperature was rising fast. It was
like he flipped a switch that turned on all the electricity in my body.
When he stopped, I sat down again so I wouldn't fall down. I had
never been kissed like that before.

    "I'm sorry."
    "Don't be sorry. I'm just feeling a little dizzy." I was feeling a
lot dizzy and a little bit frightened by the emotions that were
surfacing.
    "Did I do that?" He grinned and sat down. He took my hand in
both of his. "I've never felt this way about anyone before," he continued. "Am I scaring you?"
    "I am a little frightened," I admitted. "I've never felt like this
either." Why couldn't I keep my stupid feelings to myself? This was
seriously insane. I needed time to think. I wanted to know that he
genuinely cared about me, that he wasn't going to tear my heart out
and stomp on it. How could I be certain that I should trust him?
    "I really care about you. I know things are moving too quickly
for you. I'll try to slow down. I don't want you to be afraid." He let go
of my hand and retrieved a small flashlight from his pocket. "I have
one more thing to show you." He helped me up and directed me to
the rear of the cave. He shined the flashlight on the rock wall. There
were Indian petroglyphs on the stone depicting five men with ears of
corn. Above them, three men in headdresses were holding the sun,
moon, and stars. There was a river between them.
    "What does it mean?" I was mystified by the ancient carvings.
    "These are gods coming from the sky to help the Anasazi Indian
tribe find water and raise corn in the desert." He pointed to the men with
headdresses and then to the five that represented the Anasazi tribe.
    "Who are the gods?" I asked.
    "They could be gods from heaven or aliens from outer space. No
one really knows. The Anasazi tribe disappeared, and no one knows
what happened to them. It's a real-life mystery. Do you believe that
people from other planets could visit the earth?" He turned to study
my face.

    "Do you mean like the strange creatures on the Sci-Fi Channel?" I giggled thinking about the giant lizards from the show Mark
was watching a few weeks ago.
    "No, people like us, humans, from other star systems similar to
ours.
    "Yes, I think it could be possible. Don't tell me you're into science fiction."
    "No, I'm more into science facts. Is it so hard to believe God
created other worlds like ours? Worlds inhabited with people very
much like us? Ancient Greek scholars imagined worlds populated
with intelligent beings. Scientists today believe there could be innumerable planets within our own galaxy with conditions like our
Earth that could sustain intelligent life."
    "It seems logical." I could tell this was important to him, but I
couldn't imagine why. "I do believe intelligent life probably exists
somewhere in the universe," I admitted. "I'm not sure any such
beings would want to come to Earth. If they're really intelligent, I
think they would stay away."
    He laughed at my statement but then continued to speak with
resolute solemnity.
    "If we could invent a spacecraft that could travel close to the
speed of light, we could go anywhere in the universe within a human
lifetime. How do we know there aren't civilizations out there that
have achieved this already? Astronomers are currently scanning the
skies for signals

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