The Strangest Love Of All - The Sequel -Part Eleven

It had been the better part of thirty hours before Bobby was brought before the Chief Inspector Carlston again.

“I have here, a printout with names, photographs and dates of birth for the 31, 012 names starting with Elyse. But, this printout,” he slid closer to Bobby, “lists all the dates of birth coinciding within the time frame you mention. There are only 1,278. I want you to got through each of these carefully and see which one is this particular Elyse you are looking for.”

“Thanks. By the way, Inspector, is it possible I could have something to eat. I’m starving.”

“I’ll see what I can get for you. Anything you have in mind?”

“Hmm… French toast and sausage would be good.”

“The French toast we can do, but afraid sausage has been outlawed here for hundreds of years. Actually all meat products have been. It came about from a law passed to save all animals from extinction.”

“Ahh, okay. French toast will do me. But I have a question. If you have no meat products, what kind of sandwich did I eat yesterday for it did have a meaty taste to it.”

“That can vary… Sometimes fruit oils, molasses, and straw, or ask with buttermilk and finely ground stone particles, and Winseed grass, which is found, where we found you. And that’s why that that area is protected land and off-limits to the citizenry. I will return shortly.”

Rocks. I ate rocks!

When the Inspector left, Bobby started sorting through the information, but there was a puzzle here. Each of the pictures showed an adult Elyse. Determining which one would look like the Elyse he remembered was going to be difficult.

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“I have a simple plan I would like to set in motion for this Mr. Addams, Inspector.”

“What is your proposal, Officer Hardwick?”

“Why not have him appear on International Speaks. Since it is one of the most watched shows, there is bound to be one Elyse that will recognize him and come to his aid.”

“Brilliant idea. Call their executives to arrange an interview. Perhaps after this, we can close this case and move on to more pressing matters.”

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After finishing his breakfast and sorting through four-hundred plus photographs, the next one he looked at, seemed to stick out and call to his senses. The upturned nose, the wistful smile, the sparkle in the eyes. He was afraid to get too excited, but he was almost certain this was the Elyse he came here to be with.

Instead of jumping up and down and shouting, he placed the photograph off to the side and continued looking.

Two hours later, he was finished. To his right were six photographs that reminded him of the Elyse he remembered.

Five minutes after that, Inspector Carlson stepped back inside the room.

“Have you found your mysterious Elyse?”

“These six stand out for me from all the rest.” Bobby handed the Inspector the photographs

Looking them over, he said, “I will have each of these people contacted to see if they may know or remember you. But, there is another alternative we are looking at.”

“Oh, what’s that?”

“We have a series that airs every evening called International Speaks. It covers a broad area of daily life to international concerns. Oft times they have special guests appear and we have made arrangements for you to be on their show.”

“Not sure how a public access channel can help.”

“Its viewership covers ninety-six percent of Alpha-Earth One.”

“Wow! That much?”

“Yes,” he smiled. “That much. Once you tell your incredible story, and once she hears it, she will know to contact both the television station and our headquarters. Once that happens, you will be reunited and I daresay, a celebrity and that, Mr. Addams, is ground-breaking history. You will be the first ever to cross over to our world. You may well be sought after from every scientist around our globe, as well as the media. Do you think you can be prepared for that?”

“That’s something I never thought about. Once I do find Elyse, her life would be turned upside down as well and so would our child.”

“If she loves you as you say she does, perhaps she will adjust to the fame that will surround you,”

“Perhaps, but back on my earth, fame really doesn’t last too long unless you are a serial killer, or somebody like Michael Jackson was.”

“Who is this Michael Jackson?”

Bobby went on to explain about Michael.