WHAT IS TRULY HAPPENING?

Mary listened again to the message with disbelief. It sounded like Peter but she wasn’t sure. She needed to go and find him. They had a lot to discuss and figure out what was truly going on in that company where she had been working. Before she could leave, her phone rang again.
“Hello, Peter is that you?” she asked before it finished the first ring.
“Mary, are you alright?” it was Mr. Hughs.
“Yes sir, I am fine.”
“Why did you answer the phone so hurriedly? You sounded a bit distraught.”
“I’m worried about my friend Peter. He was supposed to call me this morning.”
“Oh, so you have plans for today then?”
“Yes, I do have plans. Why do you ask Mr. Hughs?”
“I was wondering if you would like to go to lunch. I have a great business relationship with the manager at Chez Monique.”
Mary wondered for a second if that meant he got his meal cheap. Her next thought was that he always took his women to Chez Monique. What was with this guy anyway? I wonder if he has a set schedule of events for all his lunch dates.
“Mary, are you still there?” Mr. Hughs asked.
“Yes, I’m sorry Mr. Hughs. I was wondering about my schedule and whether I could move some things around in order to go to lunch with you.”“You seem to be keeping yourself quite busy for someone whose business is having problems.”“What was that Mr. Hughs?”“Nothing, I mean you know your business where you work. You may be out of a job.”“Oh, don’t worry. I’m looking into different avenues for work. I’m not sure if I’m set out to be a secretary my whole life.”“Oh Mary, you are much more. You are an administrative assistant.”
“That is very kind of you to say Sir.”
“Please stop calling me sir. You may call me Earl.”
“Mr. Hughs, I mean Earl, I would be happy to meet you for lunch today.”
“Great, now I’m thinking that maybe 1 p.m. would be a good time for me. How about you? Does 1 p.m. work for you?”
“I think so. I’ll see you at 1 p.m. at Chez Monique.”
Mary hung up the phone and sat down for a second. Her mind flew to all the stuff that had been happening lately. She remembered that she was unable to reach Mr. Hughs yesterday. She also felt that he had been the target. However, now she was not so sure. He obviously knew that she was named owner of the business. He did backtrack pretty quickly, but he knew. She figured she may learn more from him at lunch. She tried Peter’s cell phone again.
“Mary, where are you? I’ve been looking for you since early this morning.” Peter said upon answering the phone.
“I’m at home. I’ve been at home the whole time. Where have you been and what is up with that strange message?”
“I’ve learned a lot since we’ve last talked including the reason of that strange phone call. Please do not do anything until we have met. I’m at the police station right now. I’m almost done filling out my report. I’ll call you when I’m leaving. Do not answer any calls not coming from me.”“Well, that is too late. You could have called me earlier.”
“Why is it too late? I did try you earlier. Oh, Mary that means everything has started. It may be too late.”
“There you are now saying it’s too late. What do you mean?”“First, tell me what you meant.”
“Well, Mr. Hughs has just called asking me to go to lunch with him at Chez Monique.”
“That’s impossible. Mr. Hughs is dead. It was his wife the whole time. At least, that is what they are claiming. She was brought in sometime last night after finding him. She got greedy and wanted everything. It is the basic story. Mary, none of this has anything to do with you. Mr. Cragicze has everything to do with you though.”“I thought you just said that Mrs. Hughs killed him.”“No, she took advantage of his death to kill both Kim and Mr. Hughs. Mr. Cragicze is a completely different story.”
“Peter you are making no sense.”“I know Mary. It took me a bit to get my head around also. I just want you to stay where you are. You are not receiving any real phone calls. That means you are already in serious danger. I will be there soon. Please, hide until you know for sure I am there. Here is the code, Womb wrap.”“What does womb wrap mean and why do I need a code?”
“Mary, trust me, whoever is coming to get you can copy my voice. We need a code so you know it is me.”
“How can I trust you are the real Peter?”
“I do not know. I hope you do though.”
“Well, I did call you. I will take that chance.”
“I will be there in 5 minutes.”
He hung up the phone and Mary looked around her small house for a hiding place. She had to admit she was a little frightened. However, she didn’t seem to feel as frightened as she ought. She looked at the pantry in the kitchen. Something twigged at her memory. She seemed to remember a secret about the pantry. She opened the door and moved the food off the shelves. She placed them neatly on the floor not wanting to leave a trace of where she had gone. She moved the third shelf and the whole pantry moved to reveal steps going down. She went inside and shut the pantry door. She had no idea if Peter would find her. She just hoped that wherever the steps led, she could hear what was going on upstairs. When she got to the bottom, she saw in the corner a machine. It sort of looked like a strange car.
“Oh, my space ship, I was wondering where I left that.” Mary said when she got closer. Right then, all her memories rushed flashing back to her. Just at the right time, she thought, Mama always knew the right time.

Trouble with Dessert-Part 7

Pete felt like he had another knock on his head. He looked at the kindly lady. Then he started shaking his head trying to wake himself up from this unreal dream.
“Can you take her back with you?” said the lady.
‘Nope, not a dream,’ Pete thought to himself, “take her back with me?” he asked out loud.
“I know that you are both the same species. I need you to take her back to earth. She is very vital for the continuous of your species. We knew you would be showing up soon. The time for her to take action is rapidly approaching.”
“Vital for our species, back to earth, time rapidly approaching…” Pete mumbled to himself. He put his hands over his face, hoping that when he opened his eyes that he would be in his bedroom.
“I’m sorry Pete. This is a lot to take in at once. Someday maybe I will explain,” came the little voice of the miniature Mary.
“No Mary. You must never explain. It is too much for the human race to grasp.”
“I know Mama, but he looks so sad. I just want to help him.”
“You will, but not with knowledge. That will not be of any help to him.”
While this conversation was going on, Pete just numbly sat and watched the two talking. The two turned to him.
“Are you finished eating? If so, you must be off. The time has come,” said the Grandma lady.
“How?” Pete gasped out.
“I’ll show you,” Mary told him.
Mary got up from the table and ran towards the kindly Grandma like lady. They hugged for a couple minutes.
“I’ll miss you. Are you sure I can do this all on my own?” Mary asked.
“Yes, we are confident you are ready. I will think of you always,” the grandma replied.
“I can never see you again?” Mary whispered with a slight wail.
“No, that is not possible,” the Grandma gave her another hug and then said, “you must go now Mary. You know where we are located just look up into your sky whenever you may need strength.”
“Yes, Mama,” she turned to Pete, “okay, I’m ready. Follow me and we’ll take are trip back to earth.”
Pete stood up and looked toward the kind lady. He smiled and thanked her for breakfast. He figured the best thing to do right now is just to go along with the dream. He could sort out all the symbolism when he woke up in the morning. He followed Mary down a long corridor. He seemed to have many doors but when Pete touched one of the walls, his hand sunk in like if it was made of Jell-O. Jell-O reminded him of Mary Adams on earth.
“Mary, do you know…” he started to ask.
“No Pete, I promised to give you no information.”“ I know, I respect that however this has to do with something that happened on earth.”
“I realize that Pete. Now is not the time even for earth answers. I promise one day this should make some sort of sense to you.”
Pete looked at this little girl. She looked to be about the age of seven. Yet, when she talked to him she sounded much older. Pete decided to try a different question.
“How many years have you been here?”
Mary looked up at Pete. She gave him a scrutinizing glance trying to decide whether or not to answer him. She apparently felt that this question wasn’t too much for Pete’s human brain because she told him, “about 20 years.”
“20 years????” Pete exclaimed.
“Mama was right. Information is too much for you and other humans. You cannot seem to see things out of your small world cycle.”
Pete was about to explain himself. Something about the way she said that last part made him feel guilty for being human. He never viewed himself as narrow minded before this instance. He opened his mouth but before the words were out, Mary started talking.
“Okay, Pete. Here is the door for earth,” after saying these words Mary immediately opened the door and walked inside. Pete followed her inside or outside. Pete couldn’t figure it out. Again, he attempted to talk to Mary. This time however everything went black. Pete struggled to open his eyes. It did not seem to be as easy as it used to be. When he finally overcame this mountainous obstacle, he looked about him. It was dark. He looked up and saw the night sky full of stars.
“Earth?” he asked Mary. She didn’t answer back. In fact, he didn’t see her anywhere. She had disappeared as quickly as she appeared. Pete didn’t have time to reflect on that fact because he heard a noise he was very familiar with as a human, a honking horn of a car. He quickly moved out the way to a sidewalk. He wondered what to do now. His cell phone started to ring. He hadn’t realized it had been with him the whole time. He pulled it out and answered it. He heard ringing and then Mary’s answering machine pick up. He decided he might find answers by leaving a message.
When he opened his mouth, he noticed his voice sounded foreign to his own ears. All he was able to croak out was, “Mmmaawwee, iss me,”