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I\u2019ll get the other one.\u201d Ariel looked back at the car. Carol was still sitting in the back seat. \u201cCan\u2019t she drive?\u201d They both looked at Carol. She jutted out her chin in disapproval. James turned to Ariel, \u201cWomen can\u2019t drive here.\u201d Ariel gave him a death stare, \u201cAre you serious?\u201d James slowly nodded his head, wincing as if he was about to get hit with something.<\/p>\n

\u201cUggh, Earthlings are ridiculous. Girl, come hold the door.\u201d \u201cI have a name,\u201d Carol grumbled. The barn was old and rundown, like it hadn\u2019t been used in years and the doors wouldn\u2019t stay open due to the building\u2019s lean. James and Carol held the doors while Ariel drove through. Once inside, they buttoned up the barn. \u201cWe\u2019ll sleep here tonight. J, what do you know about the wheat shipments?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWheat shipments? Where\u2019s your spaceship?\u201d Ariel took a deep breath. \u201cI told you. It was destroyed. What do you know about the wheat shipments?\u201d \u201cWhat does that have to do with getting to the moon?\u201d Ariel rolled her eyes, \u201cWhere do you think Atlantis gets its food?\u201d \u201cThey make it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, but where do you think all the supplies come from?\u201d James wanted to say the moon, but based on the tone he was getting from Ariel, who seemed rather aggravated, he instead answered, \u201cI haven\u2019t got the slightest.\u201d \u201cHere! It all comes from here. Each sector harvests different materials for Atlantis. This sector, Sector 11, harvests wheat,\u201d she snapped. \u201cWhat about all of the other food we eat?\u201d Carol asked.<\/p>\n

Ariel glared at her, \u201cI don\u2019t have time to give you a history lesson. I need to know what your boyfriend knows about the wheat shipments.\u201d She scrubbed her hands over her face and stared intently at J. \u201cOkay, they load up our wheat with large trucks straight from our harvesters, then they head east.\u201d Ariel walked up to James, stopping mere inches away. Her eyes softened a bit. \u201cWhat else?\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s all I know. It just leaves from there on trucks and heads east.\u201d Ariel pulled out a piece of paper from her blouse.<\/p>\n

Carol gasped, appalled.<\/p>\n

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Warning: the unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to five years in prison and a fine of $250,000. Edited by: JLMG Ailerons Font Design: Adilson Gonzales ISBN: 978-1-7348875-1-8 (eBook) ISBN: 978-1-7348875-0-1 (Paperback) ISBN: 978-1-7348875-3-2 (Hardcover) ISBN: 978-1-7348875-2-5 (Audiobook) 1st Edition For more information, e-mail: babajagapublishing@gmail.com OceanofPDF.com For my two boys and loving wife, thanks for the inspiration everyday OceanofPDF.com \u201cA long time ago, people believed that the world is flat and the moon is made of green cheese.<\/p>\n

Some still do, to this day. The man on the moon is looking down and laughing.\u201d \u2014Vera Nazarian. OceanofPDF.com Chapter One In a clear blue sky, the moon watched over a baseball game in small town America. James gripped the bat between his hands, twisting and squeezing his fingers. His weight shifted from one foot to the other; his hips wiggled back and forth. The pitcher eyed the signs behind home plate and shook off the first two before nodding at the third, then slid his fingers along the seams of the ball in his leather mitt.<\/p>\n

Beads of sweat rolled down James\u2019 face from his soaked baseball cap as he readied himself for the pitch. He rocked back and forth at a slow, even pace, jaw clenched, waiting for the ball to be delivered. The pitcher began his wind up, his left foot kicking up into the air as his body twisted to the right. James squinted, searching for the first sign of the ball. The pitcher\u2019s hand came down sharply over the top, releasing the ball with an intense spin. James\u2019 eyes picked it up immediately and watched it rocket toward him.<\/p>\n

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