Judgment day -- unseen by the lone spaceship orbiting the planet like a ripe, peach-colored melon, all plump and juicy -- a black iron meteor crossed from the wrong side of the solar system into the wrong part of the sky. Wrong like your daughter's last boyfriend with the goatee that resembled your butt hairs and the suspicious pepperoni-like bulge that wasn't his wallet.
The meteor moved over the ocean, crossed the demarcator from night to day, hid behind the sun and passed like a silent but ...
Published on February 28, 2010 07:00