‘Hello, Liesel, it’s not working. Captain Fahrer’s depressed as ever. I don’t know how much lower moral can get. Do you realize this’s the fifth time we’ve visited this planet? In as many months?’ Smith stamped the ground. ‘Every time he climbs that mountain, he comes down even more depressed. I can’t take it any longer.’
‘There you are!’ Fahrer shouted and pounced on me in a tackle. I fell to the ground again, with my face, this time, in broken melon. I licked my lips enjoying the strawberry flavour. Mmm! Tastes good and I’m enjoying Fahrer’s arms around my waist too.
‘Ugh! Yuk!’ Fahrer sprang back.
I hide in the hollow of a log. It is damp and mossy and smells funky. Night falls. The crickets chirp, owls hoot, the other animals growl, squeak and squawk. I am cold, hungry, and all alone in the dark.Read more "Out of the Chocolate Box (20)"
‘We have to do something, or we can forget about the mission.’
‘It seems to me like you already have.’ I was amazed at how naïve these Aussies could be. I had, only five minutes before, left an extremely, most harrowing shift with Fahrer.
‘Yes, Sir!’ I gazed beyond his seat to the monitors. One, in particular, caught my attention; the lines of navigation plotting a direct course for the Pilgrim Planet. Holding his headrest, I leaned over and breathing down his muscular neck said, ‘What are you doing, Sir?’Read more "Out of the Chocolate Box (16)"
Would this be where an alien space craft might land unnoticed? Young people go missing? A cockroach called Boris lurking in a cave just around the corner?
And where young 17-year-old Minna begins her unwilling mission in the war against Boris?
‘But what is IT?’ I hovered above my seat. ‘If I knew what IT was, maybe I could help you.’ Cool drops of sweat gathered on my forehead ready for a panic party. Stay calm, Holly. Stay calm. It’s just another one of Fahrer’s anxiety attacks.Read more "Out of the Chocolate Box (15)"