Catlyn took a sip of her Dr. Pepper. “How do you think you’d react if you started seeing weird shit?”
“Define weird.” Bri crunched on a chip. “We’re in Southern California after all. We see weird shit all the time.”
“No, I mean metaphysical weird … like unicorns or harpies or satyrs.”
“Oh, that changes things a bit. I’m not sure if I’d be freaked out as hell or jubilant. Probably both. Why? Are you seeing strange stuff?”
Catlyn nodded, then waited for the waitress to place their hot plates onto the red-checkered vinyl tablecloth and leave.
“Yeah, just now, on my way here, I swore I saw a woman shift into a unicorn. And last week at the grocery store, there was a satyr—in all his glory. Whew, let me tell you, he had some glory to show off.”
Bri leaned forward, her elbows on the table and her eyes alight. “Really? That is so cool!”
“It is, isn’t it?” Catlyn grinned. Her smile fell as she thought of the car accident. “But there’s been some seriously creepy things too.” She told Bri about the incident, and the various evil creatures she’d seen.
“Holy shit, that’s messed up.” Bri slumped back against the padded seat of their booth, fiddling with her fork.
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