Chapter 19Troy had just left for work when Beck spoke to him via their mental link. They could only communicate this way within a limited area; usually things started breaking up past the gas station.
::Where’s the cat litter?::
“Huh?” Troy said aloud, then he realized Beck couldn’t hear him. ::I threw it in the trash. That website I read said it was dangerous to pregnant wom…uh, pregnant people. Don’t know why we have cat litter anyway. We don’t have a cat.::
::I use it to mop up spills in the shop. And it’s only toxic if a cat pisses and shits in it.::
::You okay? You haven’t hurt yourself?:: Troy put on the brakes, but suddenly found himself losing altitude. “s**t!” He concentrated on rising again.
::I’m fine. Stop fussing. I just want to clean up some linseed oil before it makes e
