Lost in Translation

You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll dance, you'll sing — but you'll never forget your days lost in translation with Xeep and Avery.

"I'm nearly to Roswell when the sky splits open. Not metaphorically — actually splits, with fireball brilliance, a trail of fire cutting across the dawn like a jagged scar. Two more zig-zagging arcs chase something. Blossoms of flame catch it. The booms rumble down and shake the desert floor. Whatever it is, it screeches and spins out of control, trailing smoke and...