Checks and Balances
An Off World Story
Wilson G. Bear
In the six moons -- months -- I had lived in the Human world, I had done my best to stay out of the notice of the local Constabulary. If the flashing blue lights in my tail mirror were any indication, this night I had failed. I stopped on the edge of the road, as far to the right as I dared without sinking the tires into the soft sand of the verge. The Constable -- Trooper -- sat in his vehicle for several minutes, engaged in conversation over the radio. Eventually, he strolled up to my open window and said, "License, registration and proof of insurance, please."
I had the documents read