And that, in a simple statement, was a very firm belief that Lindsey had held onto for years. The world was quick to turn a blind eye to anything it couldn't or didn't want to understand, not realizing their mistakes until they bit them in the ass. Then on the other hand, try to help someone out, and get shot for it. "That's a generous outlook on humanity." Being an outright stranger, he was going to leave it at that.
"It's easy to miss unless you're a local. Then it seems like everyone and their brother knows about the place." That was no more true than on the weekends. Then everyone wanted their cheap cup of coffee with free refills and artery clogging breakfast.
He went back a few beats in the conversation. "Goddess?" he asked. "Wiccan?"