Spacecraft Stories

“B,” Bill said as we sat in the utility vehicle. They were parked just outside the food court of the mall.  Things had gotten back to normal. Well as usual as they could be with a giant alien spacecraft sitting in our backyard.  The mall was busier than it had ever been. Chuck, the realtor, had told them that he had rented out or sold more houses and apartments in these few days than in his whole career, seeing as he took...