Ever have a random happy memory slip into your mind?
I remember summer snowball fights. After laundry was washed my mother would roll up everyone's socks into tight balls and we would have snow ball fights.
You go for a hike in the forest and find an abandoned alien child. They look human enough, speak your language well enough. No one is coming back for them. What do you do?
Turn them over to the authorities?
Hide them and raise them?
Leave them?
Have other ideas?
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