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February 12, 2013
The ten-year-old boarded the airplane in Vancouver in silence, a girl about the same age followed in his wake. Shannon sat in a seat at the rear of the airliner, holding her 18-month-old, and watched the children as they walked down the aisle. Shannon’s now ex-husband had taken their two-year-old to the bathroom, leaving her alone with the baby.
As the ten-year-olds approached, Shannon quickly understood something was wrong with the boy. “His coloring was unrealistically perfect,” she said. “Bright blue eyes that gave off energy and light. I felt like he could see every little thing about me, deeply into my soul and mind. It was hard, but I maintained eye contact.”
The boy’s salmon-colored polo perfectly matched the color of his lips, offsetting his lightly tan skin, and those deep blue eyes. “He was unnervingly intelligent.” Shannon watched the children as they slowly made their way toward her, the boy radiating a feeling that drew her breath short. “I knew right away he wasn’t a child and wasn’t human,” she said.
Shannon looked down, away from the gaze of this strange child. His voice brought her eyes back to his.
”A bit stressful?” he asked.
She mumbled a quiet, “Yes, it is,” and he walked away.
“I knew something was odd before I looked up, because what human ten-year-old notices a stressed-out mom six or seven rows back?” she said.
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