Jane Jago’s Drabbles – Four Hundred and Thirty-Nine

Jenry chuckled a fat chuckle that went with his snowy beard and generous belly.

“Sup big man?”

“Them lot is looking for aliens. Again.”

“But they don’t see us?”

“They ain’t yet and we been here since before they crawled out of the fragging water.”

Jenry’s wife put aside her knitting. “Do we want them to notice us?”

“Well… I guess…”

“It’d be a lot of work, calling home planet and all that stuff, and I haven’t nearly finished this jumper.”

“You’re right missis. Better to be thought of as garden gnomes than to communicate with the horrid pink things.”

©️jj 2020

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