"Mom, what's wrong with that lady?"
"What lady?"
"The lady in the car next to us."
"What's wrong with her?"
"I think she is talking to herself."
"Could be a bluetooth."
"No, she's just saying, YES! YES! YES! and shaking her fist in the air and cackling. It's kinda creeping me out."
"Don't worry, son. She's just listening to Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King and she just got to the part about the mother."
"Oh. Okay. Hey, mom?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we stop and get a hamburger?"
Stephen King is THE Golden god of storytelling!
"What lady?"
"The lady in the car next to us."
"What's wrong with her?"
"I think she is talking to herself."
"Could be a bluetooth."
"No, she's just saying, YES! YES! YES! and shaking her fist in the air and cackling. It's kinda creeping me out."
"Don't worry, son. She's just listening to Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King and she just got to the part about the mother."
"Oh. Okay. Hey, mom?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we stop and get a hamburger?"
Stephen King is THE Golden god of storytelling!