“You and your brutal honesty      
crap,” I said with disgust.            
     “You did say that with disgust,   
and that’s what I mean. Getting down to
the dirty stuff. The stuff you don’t   
want to hear or talk about, and that’s 
when you’ll figure it all out.”        
     “Yeah, yeah, I know, brutal hones-
ty ain’t pretty, and all that other    
blah, blah, blah, bullshit. You’ve been
talking to Dr. Zinger again, haven’t   
you? That’s all she talks about too.   
That and getting butt fucked everywhere
I go.”                                 
     “You laugh and make jokes, but    
you’ll see that we’re right,” she said 
and sat in my lap.                     
     “So?”                             
     “So, what?”                       
     “Are you going to be honest with  
* her... about everything?”                
     “About Scratches? Oh yeah, I defi-
nitely have to be honest about her.”   
     “Scratches definitely, but no, I  
mean about the talking cat. AmyStrange,
right? Are you gonna tell her about    
that?”                                 
     “I guess I have to,” I said and   
started fiddling with one of the set-  
tings. “I think in Amy’s case, Cat     
should definitely be capitalized.”     
     “I agree,” Beth said and smiled.  
     “If she’s real.”                  
     “I’m not even sure myself. Except 
for the selfie, the ten-thousand dol-  
lars, and the fact that I’ve actually  
seen her talk, I’ve got nothing. All I 
can say is we’ll definitely know for   
sure Friday.”                          
     “I can’t wait. This is gonna be   
one freaky Halloween,” she said and    
started scrolling to the top of the    
page.                                  
     “Why does the date stamp say Octo-



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