Free The Bovine Connection by Kimberly Thomas Page B

so I jumped in my truck and drove back to the house to phone the Sheriff.”
    “What do you think it was?” Angelica asked cautiously.
    Clearly made uncomfortable by the question, Jack answered with a slight hesitation. “I believe it was a UFO, Ms. Bradley. I know that sounds crazy, but I’ve tried to rationalize this over and over and I know what I saw, what I heard, and what my gut is telling me.” His tone was flat. He stared Matthew straight in the eyes.
    Watching his mouth as he finished his sentence… “Very interesting,” Angelica said, careful not to sound condescending. “When you say UFO, do you mean to say, an alien craft?”
    “Look Angelica, I know it’s hard to believe, but…”
    Matthew interrupted him, “Jack, it takes a lot of courage to tell your story, thank you.”
    “Yes, thank you, Jack!” Angelica said smiling warmly. Jack looked at both of them and tilted his head down, looking at the ground for a moment, then looking back up… “I don’t understand why I had to be the unfortunate person to experience something like this, but it’s changed my life and my faith to some degree. Angelica, I hope you can find some answers in your investigation. I’d like to know why they’re cutting up our cattle.”
    Angelica could sense the emotion in Jack’s voice. It struck her that Jack had said “faith”. She drifted off for a moment, reflecting on her childhood thoughts of the possibility of other species existing out in the universe. With the innocence of a child, she wondered if there were other life forms out there, and if there were, were they created by the same God. Angelica caught herself drifting further from the present moment with Jack and Matthew. She stopped and refocused her attention.
    “When I read the police report on the second incident, you reported the same occurrences on the night of the first incident. Was there anything different that happened that you may not have mentioned to the police?”
    “Yes… there was…” Jack looked around nervously and then back to Angelica. His eyes appeared worried. “I was standing on the front porch watching the light and when it stopped over the pasture and just stayed there… Well…” Jack looked visibly uncomfortable. “After a minute, I saw…” Suddenly Jack stopped in mid-sentence and looked out into the distance between Matthew and Angelica.
    Angelica looked at Jack and said, “Yes, and?”
    Matthew turned his head to see Jack’s wife Elizabeth walking toward them.
    “I’d rather Elizabeth not know everything. She’s a fragile woman and she’s been through a lot. I don’t think it would do her any good to know the details.”
    Angelica looked at Elizabeth as she approached, “I understand”.
    Elizabeth was moving quickly toward them. Angelica noticed the golden highlights in Elizabeth’s short dark blonde hair.
    “Hi honey, this is Angelica Bradley with the Liberator Magazine , and you know Matthew.”
    “Yes,” Elizabeth nodded at Matthew with a kind smile and then turned to Angelica, “Hello, I’m Elizabeth Keller, nice to meet you.”
    Angelica extended her hand to Elizabeth slowly, as if she were a porcelain doll, mindful of her fragility. “Hello Elizabeth, so nice to meet you,” Angelica spoke softly and smiled.
    A slight build, and cachectic blue veins protruding from her emaciated looking tan arms, the frail Elizabeth looked over at the carcass, “Gruesome isn’t it? How long have you guys been out in this heat? Why don’t you come inside into the air conditioning for some iced tea?”
    “That would be nice, thank you,” Angelica gleamed and looked over to Matthew, “How about some tea?” Angelica’s blouse was moist and still clung to her back.
    Matthew smiled at Elizabeth and spoke to her as if he were speaking to a toddler. “That sounds wonderful. We’ll meet you back at the house after we say goodbye to Paul and the guys.”
    Angelica and Matthew walked away from Jack and Elizabeth