“Yeah, I’m not sure what he meant by that,” Roylard said as he looked up, and saw in the distant sky an object of curious proportions. “That’s a lark,” he said, and pointed to the sky.

The others were slowly turning their heads in that direction, and they saw it too.

Higgins said, “The it’s it’s– It’s pretty neato. I don’t think I’ve ever been on it.”

Willard and Roylard shared glances and laughed a little.

Then someone exclaimed, “How does it– I don’t understand…”

No one understood; they just kept on staring.

“Hey Higgins,” a man asked. “Remember that thing we saw last year?”
“Ahhhhowhe! No, I don’t remember a darn tootin’ thing-a; separate fact, you ding-dong!”
“But it was there, just like this.”

Time passed, and the thing in the sky was the talk of the town. People couldn’t understand what this bioluminescence was, so they talked and talked.

Then Willard felt a presence, and said to Roylard, “Yep, it’s gonna come pretty soon. I can feel it. Yep here it comes.”

Everyone looked in amazement at the sky. They were dumbfounded and stood there frozen, staring, with mouths open.

Something happened…

And all Higgins said was, “I liked it, I enjoyed it.”