Anita finally eats. Edward talks about the shining lights caused by how the air being thinner. Anita thinks New Mexico is desolate, as I imagine a lot of deserts are. Anita thinks about DARKNESS and how the sun is like ‘a piece of candy sucked too long’. She doesn’t want to talk about the ‘Donna situation’ any more.
I wish I could care, but flat dialogue between two awful people does not float my boats. Making up songs to my budgie to the tune of ‘Copacobana’ is far more interesting and may actually have some good results ie. teaching Edgar how to talk and sing.
Anita and Edward bicker about Donna. Anita thinks about cows. They drive through a town. Anita notices that a desert doesn’t get much rain. She says that ‘darkness hung like a soft silken cloth, hanging against the sky’ which is stupid. She throws out POWER and talks about it for two pages. She senses some great power, somewhere. Edward and Anita talk about the unreliability of psychics, although I’m not sure how Anita’s super special powers are any better. Edward doesn’t believe in Anita’s powers for some reason. They drive to Edward’s house.
Wow, that chapter was entirely necessary for the progression of the story.