As the Eagle Flies
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We came up behind them, Iris pulled her mother back beside us. “Mother, you’re shameless, behave yourself.” Iris said.
The woman in front was evidently the boss. As the rest of them were standing a step behind her. The tone and timber of her voice would have made a Grizzly bear behave himself. It was all woman, but with a hint of command that I had never heard before.
Her eyes went over our party, as she hugged Tas and Gabe, her eyes met mine. I winked. She blinked. Faith was still standing in front of me, Faith looked at the woman then up at me. She stepped on my instep, I winced.
I whispered in Faiths ear, “I wasn’t flirting with her, I just wanted to see what she would do when I winked at her.” She whispered back, “I don’t care about the wink, your thing is swelling.”
Damn, it was. “Sorry, that damn thing has a mind of its own. Don’t move away from me till it goes down.” Faith leaned her head back again and whispered, “Don’t blame it any, look at that bunch, they almost make me hot.”
Rosie poked me in the ribs, “Look at Gabe and Tas.” We both looked, shucks, I didn’t feel so bad, both of them were saluting, if you know what I mean. Strange thing though, they weren’t the least embarrassed. What in the world were we getting into?
The woman from the ship were ignoring their condition. Outside of a slight smile on their lips. I guess they took it as a compliment. Which in a way, I guess it was….
The Captain stepped around them and came over to us. “You must be Clay, and this woman stuck to you is your wife Faith?”
“Yep, I reckon you’re dead on.” I said. I held my hand out past my wife’s abundant breast. She took it and shook, just the right pressure. Then she took Faiths hand in hers. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you and your whole family, we have been following your exploits, quite interesting.” She said, then she individually greeted each member of our group.
We already had the horses packed, Faith and I went to check their loads. I reached in my saddle bags and pulled my journal out. We sat down behind a tree and brought it up to date. I thought for a minute, then decided to write these next few lines…..
“I am leaving this journal for whoever may find it. It appears we are going to leave this earth. They say it’s for another ‘M’ class planet. As you probably know, we all desire to leave something of ourselves behind when we finally leave this earth. Yeah, I know it’s usually at death we leave earth. But in this case we are alive and kicking. I am going to wrap this journal in oil cloth and plastic and bury it beside this tree. I will mark a blaze on the tree with the date.
Then I handed the journal to Faith, she always checked everything I wrote. Sometimes she even wrote in it; like the time I was in that coma. While she looked at it, I put the blaze on the tree.
She had just handed the journal back to me; when I heard an Eagle flying in mid-heaven say with a loud voice:
“Woe, woe, woe to those dwelling on the Earth because of the rest of the trumpet blasts of the three Angels who are about to blow their trumpets!”
“Did you hear that?” I asked Faith.
“Yes, of course I did. I think we are getting off of this Earth just in time. It’s like Gabe and Tas told us; we don’t belong here anymore. Here, give me that journal back, I think we should record what the Eagle said, then you can bury it.”
She wrote in it, then handed it back to me; she had recorded what the Eagle said, as the Eagle was flying. I was thinking as I buried the journal: Most of our words are recorded in it; but our thoughts and our innermost desires are still floating through the air, just ‘As the Eagle Flies’.....