Suzy and I finally convince Master Mind that privacy for humans is important.
He gets on the ship as we look from the window.
He is searching for something. And, finally, when he finds it, he straightens and turns to look at us. He is now waving a flare gun.
I smile at him through the window and wave. “Okay,” I say softly. “Then pilot the ship, and when you can’t hear us, give us a flare.”
Master Mind nods his huge, robotic head. Apparently, he can indeed hear us from the ship through our home’s walls closed door.
Suzy looks at me and shakes her head.
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