"There is a lot to talk about, Kenya. I might not know why or how, but there is a great deal that you have to know."
"Like what?" I whispered. I literally was terrified.
"We're not the only ones."
My mouth fell open. "We're not…the only…"
"There are at least two more--maybe three. It's hard to tell with Ethel. She might really be insane. Who can really tell?"
"Who is Ethel?" I asked anxiously.
"Let me start from the beginning."
"Well, why in the hell didn't you tell me this yesterday?" I exclaimed.
"Because there wasn't enough time. Remember, I wanted you to stay? You're the one who insisted that you had to get back home."
"Okay, okay. Tell me about these other people."
He ran his hands through his hair as he appeared to think about where to start. "I met James last year. I was
