Mikey nodded at her and replied, “Good morning, ma’am. Are you familiar with the teachings of Jesus Christ?”
I held up a Bible and added, “Good book? Try GREAT book.”
The woman gave us a confused scowl and finally replied, “I don’t get it. I thought you were here to ask about him. He said you would come when it was already too late for the others but that you would want to know about him anyway.”
Mikey and I exchanged a surprised look and then finally I asked her, “Are you… talking about Jeb Casteel?”
The woman’s frustrated expression became one of delighted surprise. She held her hand in the universal signal for “stop in the name of love” and said, “Is THAT who Mr. Twisted is? It makes so much sense now!”
Mikey furrowed his brow at her. “Who is Mr. Twisted?”
“Would you like some coffee? I’ll tell you. He said it’s okay. It’s why he spared me. He said, ‘ they will want to know what happened here, even if they couldn’t possibly understand it.’ It’s just a long story.”
