Chapter 22
The women listened intently, but with the door closed, heard nothing. After a few minutes, the door opened. "xzzx."
"They want us to come into the room," Sharon translated.
"Be on your guard," Amazon Girl cautioned.
"No, this was a friendly enter," Sharon corrected.
The women entered the room. Only the five from the cell were there, along with one woman.
"xzzx," Sharon asked.
"xzzx," came the reply.
"They say the rebels froze in surprise when they entered, and they simply called the regular guard force to arrest and detain them. The woman is here to get us some clothes."
"What's with always getting us dressed?" Caroline asked. "Don't they like my body?"
"My grandfather says that when he looks at me naked, he gets thoughts inappropriate for a grandfather to have for his granddaughter."
"I like the high morals of these people," Sarah said. "I was right, this place does have a good vibe.'
"Yeah, but you said that when we met the rebels, too," Caroline pointed out.
The woman quickly returned with clothes, and the women got dressed.
"Toga time again," Caroline pouted.
"Hey, at least they are free," Sarah said.
"xzzx."
"They are asking if we are hungry. I know I'm starving, how about the rest of you?"
"Definitely," Sarah said. "We haven't had anything to eat since breakfast, and that was a long time ago."
"xzzx."
"This way to the dining hall."
This time, the tour was scenic. The women followed the aliens through the park-like area that they had traversed earlier, but this time, it looked different.
"What's changed?" Sarah asked.
"It's not as bright," Sharon replied. "But now you can see the overhead star-like lights more clearly."
"Of course!," Sarah replied. "It must be timed to simulate daytime and nighttime. How clever."
The route turned off from the park and went down a corridor. But it was so wide, it was like walking down a plaza, with plants growing along each side. The surface of the floor simulated a sidewalk in appearance and feel. "Shops" lined the walls, each with a different design to simulate separate buildings.
The aliens entered one of the shops. An attendant immediately arose. "xzzx."
"He's like a maitre'd," Sharon said. "He's greeting us and asking my grandfather if he wishes his usual table."
All went into the restaurant to a private area to be seated at a table together. The place settings had utensils similar to those on Earth.
"How do we order?" Sarah asked. "We don't speak the language, and even you don't know what the food is."
"xzzx," Sharon's grandfather said to the waiter.
"Grandfather ordered for us. It's a special meal, one that was a favorite of my mother. If you're not sure how to eat something, just follow my lead; I'll ask if needed."
Soon, waiters began bringing dishes. An empty bowl was placed by each person, with a tureen placed near Sharon's grandfather. The aliens all bowed their heads, while Sharon's grandfather spoke.
"They are saying grace. He is thanking God for the opportunity to meet us and to be able to feed us."
The alien seated to the right of Sharon's grandfather then passed his bowl to him. He filled the bowl from the tureen and passed it to his left. The women followed along, until all bowls had been filled.
"This is delicious," Sharon said. "It's like Cream of Celery soup."
As the diners finished the soup, waiters brought the next dish. Again, empty plates were placed around the table and a large serving dish was placed near Sharon's grandfather.
A large carafe of wine was brought, along with glasses. Sharon's grandfather filled each glass in turn.
As plates were passed and Sharon's grandfather filled them, Sarah remarked, "I really like this setup. The head of the table serves the others, and all are served before any eat."
This course consisted of meat and vegetables, with a green sauce.
"What's this green stuff?" asked Sarah.
"If this meat is the alien equivalent of turkey, then this green stuff is their equivalent of cranberry sauce," Sharon replied, as she watched the aliens eat. All of the women thought it delicious, reminding them of turkey and yams.
Bread was served next. Sharon's grandfather tore off pieces for each from a long loaf.
Finaly, fruit was served, like raspberries and cream, in bowls.
All arose and left the restaurant. Once outside, the aliens spoke. "xzzx."
"They asre saying good night. My grandfather wants us to go with him to his apartment."
The women followed as Sharon's grandfather led them down the plaza to another "building" and entered into a foyer. A code was entered into a keypad and a door opened. All entered into a living room type area, with chairs and sofa. Draperies filled one wall, grandfather opened them revealing a screen that simulated looking outside into a field of tall grass gently swaying in the breeze on a moonlit night.
"xzzx," Sharon asked.
"xzzx," came the reply.
"This is an actual view from his home planet, recorded before he left. He likes to look at it and imagine that he is still there."
"It's beautiful," Sarah agreed. "Why did he leave?"
"This view is the way it was, before the wars that destroyed the ecology. Today, it's barely inhabitable.'
"How sad."
Sharon's grandfather turned from the view and led the women into another room, this one like a den. "xzzx."
"He's offering us brandy and cigars."
"I'll take a brandy, but I don't smoke," Caroline said.
"I'll pass," Amazon Girl said.
"I'll take both," Sarah said.
"xzzx."
"He's offering us a bed for the night in a spare bedroom."
"Sounds great," Amazon Girl said. "Think I'll hit the sack now."
"I'll join you," Caroline agreed, finishing her brandy.
Sarah soon finished her cigar and joined the others, leaving only Sharon and her grandfather.
"xzzx." "Like a cigar? This one is special, it was your mother's favorite."
"xzzx." "Really? Sure, let me try it," Sharon replied, even though she didn't smoke.
Her grandfather lit the cigar for her. She took a long drag, burning nearly a quarter of it.
"xzzx." "Hey, take it easy! Take the time to enjoy it!"
"xzzx." "Sorry, it's my first. Oooo, it's delicious!"
"xzzx." Glad you like it! Now, if you're up to it, let's talk."
Sharon and her grandfather talked well into the night about her mother and her life on Earth. Finally, each went their separate way to bed.
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