“What the hell is she doing?” I apprehensively whispered to the girls as Kaye pulled out a chair to sit at our table.
“I told you,” Vera muttered, “she knows everything .”
“But how?!”
“An alien implant from the weather control and the conspiracies from the industry beyond the tar ponds. That’s how.”
Kaye constantly had a big evil smile plastered across her face like it was funny to ruin somebody’s dinner like that and to make matters worst, without even saying hello, the crazy woman started talking about the newly released Belden files! Before I could even open my mouth to tell her to shut up she went on a tirade about Anderson Massey, Eric Harris, Dylan Klebold, Kip Kinkel, Nikolas Cruz and whoever the hell else that apparently had something to do with Belden but realy didn’t. It was
