She reached over and grabbed me by
the collar and almost screamed, "That  
fucking Cat can really talk," and then 
she looked back at the Cat. “You can   
actually see her mouth and tongue form 
the words, as she says them. That's    
fucked up."                            
     I grabbed both her hands, "You    
know what this means don't you?"       
     "What?" she asked in an almost    
crying voice, as she kept staring at   
the Cat.                               
     "It means our kids won't be       
crazy."                                
     "Oh that,” she said and came back 
to Earth.                              
     She looked back at me with one of 
her crooked smiles, “That's too bad. I 
was kinda looking forward to it."      
     "Looking forward to it? Looking   
* forward to us having crazy kids? That's  
crazy."                                
     "It is, isn't it?"                
     "I hate to break this lover’s     
spat up, but I'd really like to get the
hell out of here."                     
     Beth continued to look at me,     
while pointing back to the Cat, and    
mouthing, "That fucking Cat can talk," 
and then looked back at the Cat and    
asked, "Can I come a little closer,    
Miss Kitty?"                           
     "That's the first thing everyone  
wants to do is touch me. Sure, go      
ahead. A good scratch right under the  
chin would be nice, but then please,   
let's get the hell out of here.”       
     While she was scratching her under
the chin, she also promised that, “In  
two minutes, we’ll be gone like the    
wind. Right Crim?”                     



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