“J, I love you like a brother, but you have abysmal taste in men. Remember the last horror show you sent my way?” Max asks. “The guy was in a cult.” “He was not.” I wave him off. “He was trying to recruit me! You would not be laughing right now if I’d actually ended up wherever Oracles of Supreme Awakening is based at, and you would’ve had to swoop in on a rescue helicopter to save me. Of course, I would’ve been brainwashed by then, and you would’ve had your work cut out for you trying to convince me to leave my new cult husband and our future cult babies, Hephzibah and Ezekiel.”
