Christian Rider recently lost his father to cancer. The loss hit Christian hard. He grew up admiring his father. They spent all of their free time together going fishing, bowling, and either playing or watching sports. Now he no longer played or went to the lake. It had been over a month since his death, but christian couldnt get over the fact that he had lost his best friend and that everything in his hometown reminded him of him, so he went to his mother and asked if they could go away for the rest of the summer. She agreed and the next day, they left for his grandma's, who lived one state over in Minnesota. Once settled, Christian went for a run around the town while mom spoke with grandma. He ran for several blocks before he stopped for a breath.
The sun was already beginning to set, so he decided to head back. As he turned to track back, he noticed something blue floating in the sky. Closer observation determined it to be a balloon with what appeared to be black writing on either side of it. He chalked it up to having blown away from some kid at a birthday party somewhere besides where he was, because he couldn't hear the laughter or celebrating of any children or adult party nearby, unless it had gotten stuck in some telephone wire or tree branch until now. He thought that was probably what had happened because it was slowly ascending and with no breeze like their was early, it should've been higher up by now. He shrugged and jogged back home. He ate supper, thanked his grandma for letting them come and for supper, before retiring to his room to go to bed.
He slept most of the next