You can come stay at my place. ‘
‘Really?! Gee thanks! Will your parents mind? ‘ Fry remembered his
parents. ‘Oh yeah… sorry, looks like we’ll both be looking for places to
sleep. ‘ There was silence for another few minutes. ‘So, how about you? How old are you? What’s your story? ‘
‘You don’t wanna know. You’ve got too many problems of your own. ‘
‘Try me. ‘
‘Okay… well… i’m fourteen too. I stay at this old house downtown. I guess I could say it’s home, but it doesn’t feel like it. I stay there, i
don’t live there. ‘
‘Where do you live then? ‘
‘Somewhere not here. Somewhere far away. ‘
‘Like in Australia? That’s pretty far. ‘
‘No, somewhere out of this world, i can’t explain it. I don’t know,
i’ve just always had this feeling that I don’t belong here. ‘
‘So you’re an alien? ‘ She suggested cheekily. ‘Sorry, I must be freaking you out. I’ll shut up now. ‘
‘No, go on. Why did you run away? ‘
‘My mom cares more about baseball and grades than she does about me,
and my dad thinks i’m a commie. My brother doesn’t like me at all. ‘
‘Wow, you’ve got it pretty good. ‘
‘Yeah… right. ‘
‘No, seriously! I mean, I bet you just think your parents hate you. Have they told you? Or have you just assumed? ‘
‘Well, it’s obvious even though they haven’t said anything. ‘
‘I bet you a million dollars they don’t. ‘
‘Do you have that much? ‘
‘No, but my folks might. ‘ She grinned. Fry grinned back. ‘So how’d
you run away? …to be continued!