Skeeters whine; moths and other fluttery things swarm through the flashlight beam as Dave Ryals sweeps the twinkling sky for UFOs. Dave, on crutches, has seen better days. He fell off his ladder in January while climbing from the roof following an evening of skywatching. He tore two ligaments, then developed a blood clot. Hardcore.
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