"The message ends there, Miss O’Malley."

"Butler One, that means, if you've read it correctly, that our glowing man will just vanish in less than a month from now. We've had a few weeks of him already. Forty days is only ten more than a month."

"Correct, Miss O’Malley."

"I wonder if we should tell the people in the house anything. I think I'd probably cause less trouble if I just let them forget about it when the days are up. I hope they do forget. We shall keep the sphere and the cube inside Wildstar. It will be a wonderful memory. Our alien friend of long ago could not have known that his message would reach me. He just walked that circle for the rest of his short life and made gestures, which he hoped would be found thousands of years later. It's incredible to think that he would have been invisible on earth back then, but solid, so he could be touched. Someone back then could have shaken hands with a person that they couldn't see. Right now we can see him, but we cannot touch him."

"Remember Miss O’Malley, that we are only seeing the residual after image of a being which has been dead for thousands of years."

"Yes, but that's hardly possible."

"What do you mean, Miss O’Malley?"

"Well how can light travel through time and be seen later like that, in the future, his future, our present?"
"The light is of an alien nature, and not subject to the laws of your own solar system, Miss O’Malley."

"Oh, I'm only thirteen, Butler One. I just cannot think of a way to explain it to myself. Could you help me?"
"Certainly, Miss O’Malley. Look above you, into the sky."

"I'm looking."

"What do you see?"
"Stars."

"How do you know that the stars are there? You cannot touch them."

"But they must be, to shine like that."

"The light being could shine long after he was dead on our planet."

"I see, well sort of," said Ann.

"Let me continue, Miss O’Malley. Some scientists on your world have the theory that those distant stars are dead. They may have been dead for millions of years. We are seeing light from those stars, which has taken millions of years to reach earth. We are seeing the light, even though the stars have been dead for millions of years."

"Yes, I remember our science teacher saying that once at school. So this alien light from our glowing man could pass through time in the one spot and reach us. It is a bit like the stars. Thank you, Butler One."
The two floated back to Wildstar, and Ann O’Malley returned to the orphanage at Freedom Fields for some much needed sleep.

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1959 came along, and Ann turned 19.  She awoke the one morning, and wondered about the alien's message. She was fascinated by the promise that wonderful things would always happen to those whose minds were open to them. The experience had excited her mind so much, that she felt the need to travel a long distance and visit a fresh environment, just to allow some of the emotional hyperactivity of her mind to run its course.

Wendell had never found a way back to his own planet. Ann had finished school, left Freedom Fields, and moved into a university, where she had started a science degree. Butler One and Wildstar had both broken down beyond her ability to reactivate them, but she had learned a lot of science from Butler One, which would never be taught in her university classes.