Free Alien Romance: Step Alien (Sci-Fi Paranormal Romance) (SciFi Invasion Short Stories) by S.T. Miller

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Surprise
     
     
    The day I met Blake stands out sharply and I can vividly recall the tiniest details like the colorful dahlias and begonias dancing cheerfully in the slight summer breeze. The peaceful blue of the sky, the slow moving clouds shaped like dragons, the lemony scent of clean kitchen counters… everything stood out sharply.
     
     
    I was dressed in my pyjamas enjoying my Saturday morning cartoons curled up in d addy’s arms when the peal of the front door bell vibrated through the house. My mother went to open the door and soon her voice drifted through into the living room nervously calling out to Daddy, “Ed? Can you come here please?”
     
     
    “Now.” She added urgently.
     
     
    Daddy slid me off his lap, “Karen sweetie, I’ll be right back, you keep watching your cartoons okay?”
     
     
    Without waiting for an answer Daddy hurried down the hall to the front entryway. Being of an inquisitive age, I of course had to follow and trotted after him to find Mommy standing in the foyer, the front door held wide open as she rapidly spoke to my father in a low voice. My eyes drifted past them to the little figure standing by the doorstep. 
     
     
    And that’s when I first met Blake. He was small boy with pale, streaked blond hair, which hung past his chin. With his stooped shoulders and thin arms he looked frail and weak. He was dressed in a plain white t-shirt and faded blue jeans. He looked no more than three years old himself; we found out later he was actually five.
     
     
    Mommy and Daddy were still engrossed in conversation; I caught little bits and pieces . “Who is he?” I heard Daddy ask.
     
     
    “I don’t know.” Mommy replied weakly, “He says he can’t remember anything, he woke up from a nap and found himself at our door.”
     
     
    Daddy looked at the strange little boy incredulously before turning back to Mommy . “Maureen, this has to be a prank. Does he have any identification on him? Any papers?”
     
     
    My parents looked at the little boy again, other than the clothing on his back, he had nothing else on him.
     
     
    “We should call the police.” My father said decisively. “This kind of prank is unacceptable, a child’s life is nothing to toy with.” He was starting to sound angry.
     
     
    “I agree but let’s at least bring him into the house.” Mommy said, her soft heart yielding to the little boy’s pitiful plight.
     
     
    “Fine, but make sure to stay just in the living room, we don’t know anything about him or where he came from.”
     
     
    “Ed! I hardly think he’s dangerous, just look at him.” Mommy protested before gently drawing Blake closer to her and inside the house.
     
     
    My father harrumphed in response and went to get the phone.
     
     
    Through the entire exchange, Blake and I studied each other carefully, sizing each other up. Somehow, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his and I almost felt like I could read his mind and hear his thoughts. I imagined him pleading with me asking if he could stay. I heard him whisper how much fun it would be to have a brother to play with.
     
     
    As I kept looking at him I felt an unspoken current of sympathy and understanding flow from each of our souls and form an unshakable bond. By the time the police arrived to investigate this extraordinary story, Blake and I had already formed a connection, becoming fast friends.
     
     
    When the police arrived they wanted to take him away and put him in a foster home. But Mommy refused to turn Blake out of her home, she was especially adamant when she saw us quietly playing together happy and at ease. She insisted he be allowed to stay with us, at least for the time being.
     
     
    “What difference does it make whether he’s at a foster home or here?” she asked.
     
     
    The young officer began to protest and explain about protocol but Mommy had a stubborn streak and she continued on interrupting the officer’s