Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

And indeed, Amber was never the same again. The sickness had left her, never to return. At last, she was cured. She became a normal girl with normal reactions. She vomited only when she had eaten something that disagreed with her or because of a tummy bug. Back at school she blended in. She was no longer special. People stopped avoiding her. She even found a boyfriend in the course of time.

There was a brief mention of her recovery in the newspaper, down at the bottom of the back page. The cult she had inspired soon disbanded, though a few dedicated disciples took to the hills to practice their religion. Before long all the blue effluent had been destroyed—flushed down the toilet or left for bacteria to feed upon.

And so, Amber became a happy healthy girl, at least as happy as you and me. If you met her, you would like her. Her ambition was to become a doctor, specializing in the elderly. Her intelligence was high but not too high. She took her place as a regular member of the human race.

But the moon never blinked and the wind never stopped its gossiping.