Alien Romance: Step Alien (Sci-Fi Paranormal Romance) (SciFi Invasion Short Stories)

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explanation . “Besides he was left here by someone, so if and when they come back wouldn’t it be better if he was actually staying here?”
     
     
    Unable to argue with her logic, the police officers reluctantly agreed to allow Blake to stay with us while they conducted their investigation.
     
     
    I think you’ll be allowed to stay here. I said to Blake with my eyes. Forever? He asked sounding hopeful.
     
     
    I shrugged my shoulders and went back to my blocks, what did I know? I was only three after all.
     
     
    Blake was settled into the guest bedroom next to my room and that evening Mommy went out to the mall and bought him clothes and some toys. Over the following weeks and months the police followed up on every lead they could find, they spoke to Blake at length about his life but he had no memories from the past and the only thing he could remember was waking up on our doorstep.
     
     
    The police put up flyers, they put it on the news and the radio but nobody ever came forward to say they knew him or had seen him. In the meantime, Blake had quickly and seamlessly integrated into our family, especially in my little world. We became inseparable and did everything together . We played games, ate together, read to each other, took our naps at the same time, watched television and many other things.
     
     
    Even though Blake was small for his age and was not the strongest boy, it quickly became apparent he was an extremely intelligent boy and soon he was teaching me simple math and helping me to read and practice my letters.
     
     
    Pretty soon I felt as if Blake had always been a part of our lives, in fact all of my earliest memories revolved around Blake and spending time together. My nightly prayer to God was that Blake would be allowed to live with us always and forever.
     
     
    God answered my prayers when almost a year to the day Blake first arrived, the detective in charge of Blake’s case officially closed his file and informed my parents they could go ahead and adopt Blake if they wished.
     
     
    In the blink of an eye, Blake became an official Langley, a son to my parents and a cherished, older brother to me. But he was so much more than that; he was my companion, my best friend, my confidante and my partner in crime in all mischievous things, no matter what I did I knew Blake would always be there to protect me.
     
     
    To celebrate Blake’s adoption, my parents got him a dog. A beautiful golden puppy with large, brown eyes. Blake insisted I be the one to name him and so the dog came to be known by the somewhat dubious name of Sparkles and became our beloved family pet.
     
     
    Soon, our lives settled into the steady rhythm of the quintessential suburban American family with summer vacations to Disneyland, winter breaks in resorts down south. Family picnics, movie nights, perfectly trimmed lawn, a white picket fence and baked goods on the kitchen counter. We even had cartoon stickers on the back of our family SUV to represent us, the stick thin Mommy, the goofy Daddy, the older brother with a baseball cap, the little sister with her hair in pigtails and the family pet on a leash. We took family portraits and put them in frames around the house.
     
     
    I had dark brown hair and dark blue eyes, a straight aristocratic nose and full bow shaped lips. People told me all the time I looked exactly like Mommy. And people naturally assumed that Blake got his blond hair and light blue eyes from Daddy except Daddy had a darker hue of blond hair.
     
     
    As we grew up, Blake and I continued to maintain our closeness, when he started school full time, I spent a few bad nights terrified he wouldn’t want to spend time with me anymore because he would make so many friends at school, especially boys his own age. I was scared he would think it uncool to be seen hanging around with his baby sister but to my great joy and relief Blake continued to love me best.
     
     
    He made a few friends but nobody ever

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