different man now, but at times mourned what could have been.
His anger got the best of him during a game. He saw a teammate get a cheap shot from an opposing player after the whistle had blown. No referee seemed to notice, so he took matters into his own hands. He strode up to the offending player and pushed him back a few feet. The opponent took off his helmet as he walked forward. By now players from both sides were involved. One player stepped between the two original combatants. Chesterfield swung for his face and broke his hand on the other player’s forehead. With that, both sides went haywire.
Many parties were guilty, but Heath Chesterfield was at the center and the start of all of it. He was kicked off the team, despite his insistence that he was watching out for his teammate. Heath tried to make the same case to his father, who was profoundly ashamed of his son.
Bernard Chesterfield was an older God-fearing man, and he always enjoyed seeing his son play football. He was disappointed in Heath being dismissed from the team, but more than that, Heath’s father made it clear that he had brought shame to the Chesterfield family with his inability to control himself.
That was the last conversation Bernard Chesterfield had with his son before he died of a heart attack. Heath left the house in the evening to get away from his father’s rebuke, stayed out for a few hours wandering aimlessly, and returned to find his father collapsed on the living room floor. His arm was outstretched toward the old landline phone. He was about a foot away from being able to dial 911, but never made it.
Twice in the same day Heath’s emotions had cost him everything. After a month of mourning and seething anger, Heath resolved to stay in control in every circumstance. As a regular student, he struck unlikely friendships with people who stayed by his side and taught him how to forgive himself and move on with his life.
Maynard Halifax needed Heath right now, and his friend relished the opportunity to do for someone what others did for him those years ago. He wanted to be the one who helped Maynard get his life together. As an adult, he learned real friends are worth more than superheroes.
***
“So where are these aliens?” asked Maynard as he crawled gingerly out of the truck.
Newton replied, “I don’t know if they are aliens.”
“You said they had a spaceship.”
“Yeah, but we have spaceships here on Earth too.”
“Maybe you can help me figure it out.”
“If we can find it.”
Heath saw the door appear and open in the side of the rock first. “Over there!”
Newton Paxson walked to the door while the other two stood, frozen. He turned and said derisively, “Don’t be afraid. This is what you came out here to see. It’s safe. Come on!”
The two newcomers started walking slowly toward the rock with the oddly lit, door-shaped opening.
***
Nick Wolfe had seen and heard what he needed. He observed everything from the hotel — it would be about two hours before they came back out. He would make sure to track all three of them to their homes, but for now all he could do was wait.
***
The three young men walked into the cavernous room, oddly lit in shades of blue and ultraviolet.
“Let’s sit down,” offered Newton.
“Is it okay?” asked Maynard.
“Yes, they want us to.”
“How do you know?”
We told him it’s allowed, and now we are telling all of you .
Maynard and Heath looked at each other with widened eyes.
Don’t be afraid. We won’t hurt you. In fact, we can help each other.
“How?” Heath and Maynard’s voices asked in unison.
Without you to take us out of this ship, we can do nothing for ourselves, and nothing for anyone else. We want to help . In exchange, we can make you better ... stronger, smarter, healthier, more powerful … whatever you desire to be. Your friend Newton has already seen some of the benefits. You would like to play football like you