Every Last Mother's Child

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by William J. Carty, Jr


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  He was standing in the empty equipment bay. He was there to make sure no one walked onto the apron where the landing craft from IRS was going to land when he saw her. He recognized her immediately. She was one of the newer street kids who seemed to hang around the neighborhood. He didn’t think she was a long time street kid as her clothes didn’t look as tattered or dirty as long time street kids did. She was a little cleaner than the others. He suspected that she hadn’t been on the streets that long.one of the few that didn’t seem to get into much trouble.

  “Mitch!” Fire Fighter Stan Masters called he was pointing to the sky, “Come over here!”

  She looked into the skyfire fighter who was pointing to the shy. She looked up and saw an immense the llanding craft. It that seemed appeared to be landing on herto be landing on top of her. She looked back to the fireman who was now waving for her to join him. She took the hint and joined him. She ran to where the fireman was standing just in side the fire truck garage.

  She stood with the fire fighter as the immense landing craft landed on the front driveway of the fire house. Valerie Mitchum had never seen anything like it. She watched open mouth as the immense ground to orbit vessel settled to the ground as if it were a feather. As Seconds after it had landed she stood awe struck as she witnessedsaw the landing craftvessel opened hatches on either both end of it. It had barely landed when vehicles of all types exploded out loading ramps as the landing craft emptied its cargo bay of vehicles in secondsthe ship.

  The fire fighter who was standing with her commented, “The IRS sure knows how to make an entrance don’t it?”

  “Yes,” Mitch replied.

  “You have breakfast yet Mitch?” Stan asked.

  “No,” Mitch replied. She hadn’t had breakfast yet and was hoping to scrounge some from a pantry that catered to the homeless population.

  “Come on,” He led her into fire fighters’ dining room and sat her down at their table. “They’ll be a bit before they lift, long enough to get you some food!”

  Mitch wasn’t about to argue as the fire fighter’s meal would be heads and tails over that of the free pantry.

 

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