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Chapter 12

I was very nervous when that Thursday when we were going on the show

came along. I’d never been on television before but I felt ready. I was

anxious to find out who those other people who shared my experience

were. That afternoon we drove there on Mr. B’s old car. With us were other

people who would participate on the show.

Among the people who would be on the show with us was Andy, a

fisherman who lives on the coast of Cabo Rojo. On the way to the

metropolitan area where the show was going to be taped we didn’t talk

about aliens or their crafts. I noticed Andy acted a bit more normally than

the other people in the car. That afternoon I never would have guessed that

in the future Andy, his wife Cindy, and their children would become such

great friends.

Mr. B drove like a maniac, but we got there alive. Mr. Martín, Mercedes,

and some other people were there waiting for us. While I was scared out of

my mind, Mr. Martín seemed confident and didn’t look the least bit

nervous. While we waited to be let in the studio Mr. B told me there were

CIA agents in the premises and that I should be careful and not to talk to

anybody. Though what he said was true, he didn’t have exaggerate it they

way he did. He should have taken into consideration my state. My knees

were actually shaking.

I thought that those agents from the CIA would grab me in any moments

notice, would take me out of there, and I would never be seen again. I

thought of thousands of horrible scenarios but thank God nothing

happened. The show started and everything went great. Mr. Ojeda was very

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