THE TRUTH ABOUT PLANET XPlanet X is racing toward Earth. It’s somewhere out there beyond the Kupier Belt right now but before long it’s going to crash down in the center of the Las Vegas strip. No one else knows. Well, I’ve told my publisher, shouldn’t have done that, but she doesn’t believe me. I’ve told my bearded dragon, Larry, too but he’s been sleeping for months and it’s long past time for him to wake up.
I place my ink cartridges and fresh needles gently atop my old suit that Sarah folded and placed into my luggage. I glance over at Larry’s tank hoping to find his sentient, knowing gaze looking back at me. His beige-scaled eye coverings are closed. Rows and rows of spiky triangles every color of the sand cover his plump body. His tail and limp limbs have shifted position since last
