Ozzie Fitch: Chapter 2
Met Darla because of the chant.
Didn’t chant for her, no no. Never chant for Darla, truth. I swear truth. Darla’s special.
About a year ago. Knew it would be her, the moment I saw her. That’s part of it, knowing without knowing. Seeing and feeling and your gut driving your limbs, robot like. Didn’t think about it, thinking just confuses your gut. Our brains shout it all down. Sizzle the brain and your gut takes over. Shows you truth.