“The crop circles started popping up about 2 months ago. People were quick to dismiss them as a hoax, or the work of bored teenagers looking for their fifteen minutes of fame. Others saw them as a way to cash in on the swarm of curious tourists and hoards of reporters.
I guess I didn’t blame them. Times were tough and these days, the farmers could use all the help they could get.
But I knew it wasn’t teenagers. Or farmers looking for a way to make a quick buck.
Every night, like clockwork, I could see it out there. Toiling away. Watching the sky.
Wishing it was home.”