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Anna didn't have to be a mind reader to know that something was wrong with Molly.  For the past few days she had been distracted and listless, often staring into space when she should have been working.  Even on their days off she spent time on the balcony, looking out towards the sea and sighing wistfully to herself.  She also didn't need to be a mind reader to know what that something was.

"Come on," Anna said. "Tell me."

Molly glanced over her shoulder before sighing and turning back towards the water. "Tell you what?"

Julie sauntered through the doors of the Christmas Shop like she owned the place. She blew through the aisles of the shop, past Christmas trees, tinsel, massive air blown inflatables in the shape of snowmen, santa, reindeer, past a balloon counter and into the back room of the store. 

"Morning" she said jauntily to Christie, the manager. Christie was sitting on the staff room sofa looking worst for wear. "Oh boy... Christmas party... Ugh" she croaked, and chugged a glass of water, followed by a couple of headache tablets.

My summer job at the store was pretty boring until today.  I was fumbling again with the mannequins and becoming more and more frustrating.

“These stupid inflatable mannequins.” I mumbled as I struggled to put the latest fashion craze, space suits, on one.

To make things even more “fun” the manager had me wear one of the space suits too.  The suit was really just a sauna suit.

“Need some help?” A melodic voice from behind me asked.  I turned to see her smiling.  Like me, she was in one of the suits too.

For the world, it began as a perfectly normal day.  The sun rose, the winds blew clouds over the ocean, and everything was normal.  But one thing was all across the news come midmorning.  Every headline in every newspaper, across every language, said the same thing:

ASTEROID HEADED FOR PLANET