One Nation, Under God
I was sitting on the patio at the lake last summer enjoying the sun when I noticed an object high in the sky to the north.
It was roughly the shape of an oval with a bright, shimmery border.
It wasn’t moving.
I blinked and shook my head, sure that it was only a floater in my eye, but when I looked again it was still there.
Barb was inside the cabin and I was reluctant to call her. She is a firm believer in UFOs, Sasquatch, and the like. She remains convinced the odd little critter we spotted along the lakeshore a few years earlier was a Chupacabra.
I’m a skeptic. I don’t put much stock in any...
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