A Good Thing
by Catherine
Trizzino
Belinda woke
up and rubbed her throbbing temples.
“Too much
tequila,” the voice from beneath the covers
said.
Oh, God,
Belinda thought. I brought a guy home?
She pulled the
covers back and screamed when she saw his
shriveled green skin. “You’re an alien!“
“Yes, but
that could be a good thing.”
“Good
thing? How?” Belinda said..
“I can
read your mind so I won’t forget your
birthday, like your last boyfriend.”
Belinda
thought about the piece of jewelry she’d
been coveting for months.
“Pretty
silver necklace,” he said.
Belinda smiled.
“And, I
give great backrubs.” His four hands worked
magic on her back.
“What
about your Mom and ex-girlfriends?” Belinda
asked.
“Back on
my planet.”
“Ok,
you’re right,“ Belinda said pulling the
covers up over them. “This could be a really
good thing.”
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