twelve years old. He seemed to float out of the darkness like some sort of spirit or apparition until suddenly he was standinâ right there in front of me and Gloria. I didnât know what to say or what to do, so I just stood there, paralysed ⦠I can tell ya, I was ready to freak out big time. Anyway, the only other thing I remember is that the kid, or ghost, or whatever, was dressed in long khaki pants, braces and a peak cap.â
âIn old-fashioned clothes?â
âYeah, sort of. Not too old-fashioned, though. Just a bit behind the times. Anyway, the funny thing was that he just stood there starinâ and not sayinâ anythinâ. Not a word. He was as quiet as a ⦠as a snake just before it has a go at ya. It was dead set scary.â
âWhat did Gloria do? She must have been terrified.â
âNah, she wasnât frightened at all. For some reason I canât explain, she didnât see a thing. The kid was invisible to her. All she saw was me standinâ there lookinâ clueless.â
âWhat happened next?â
âThe kid left. He turned on his heel and disappeared back into the night.â
All through Snookâs story, Iâd been watching his eyes; there was a real intensity about them that told me he was dead serious. He wasnât playing games like he sometimes did. I sat back, thinking about what heâd been telling me, but he hadnât finished.
âWhat happened next was the really upsettinâ bit,â he continued. âItâs probably the reason why Gloriaâs talkinâ to Quigley and not to me.â He paused for a second, and then added, âI canât say I blame her.â
I was certain Snookâs thinking was a bit off here so I thought Iâd better set him straight. âItâs the other way round, Snook. From what I saw, youâre the one not talking to her.â
âOh? How do you mean?â
I gave him a condensed version of this afternoon especially the bit about him snubbing Gloria on the bus.
Snook thought for a while and then said, âIf all thatâs true then what I did after I saw that kid wouldnât have helped.â
âWhy? Whatâd you do?â
Leaning forward and in a low voice, he said, âOne minute I was talkinâ to Gloria, askinâ her what she made of it all, the vision, and the next I was in a sort of daze, like I didnât know what I was doinâ. I dunno what Gloria thought about me actinâ like that; maybe she thought Iâd gone bonkers or somethinâ.â
Trying to picture Gloriaâs role in all of this, I asked, âWhat happened then? Did Gloria help you?â
âThatâs it; I dunno if she did or not. All I do know is that I ended up back home ⦠in bed. Thatâs when somethinâ else happened. It was like I was having a nightmare, but I know now that it wasnât.â
Now it was my turn to sit forward. Snookâs story was more than just interesting; it was downright scary. I was getting worried about him too. His eyes, stretched and frantic, were now wandering all over the place, looking like they might go pop at any minute. âWhat then? What did you see then?â I asked.
âYou wonât believe me if I tell you. I can hardly believe it myself.â
âWhat?â
âLast night, I saw the asteroid Stormy was talkinâ about today. It came from somewhere behind the stars and it was massive. It was goinâ flat out towards earth!â
Like a river of fire, Snookâs words burned and tumbled around in my head ⦠asteroid ⦠kid ⦠nightmare, and, for some reason I felt they were trying to tell me something. Sitting on the edge of the chair, I leaned forward and whispered, âSo you actually saw the asteroid Stormy was telling us about and it wasnât just a dream.â
âThatâs right. The asteroid Stormy was talkinâ about this