She dropped both cards and tossed two more down.
Without lifting her head from studying them, she said, “You must go forth purposefully, and with consideration, not for yourself, but for the one you’ve won, but you may lose if you don’t act promptly.”
She tipped her head back and skewered Tempie with her eyes.
“Your actions have been selfless, but now that you’re hiding behind them, they’ve become nothing but selfish.”
Oh boy.
Prue gave me huge eyes.
I wrinkled my nose at her.
A tea mug showed up in front of my face. I took it.
Chastity passed the rest of them around, then set a kitchen chair between Tempie and me and sat down.
Prue and Chassie studiously avoided looking at Tempie through all this.
But I chanced a glance, and I saw her face was the study of banal, but she wasn’t fooling me.
She was holding her shoulders very tight, and there was a feeling of almost desperate fear emanating from her.
I wasn’t thinking Ravenna was a charlatan anymore.
Yeesh.
The woman could read.
“Would you like me to pull more?” Ravenna offered.
“No, that’ll be fine,” Tempie said like she was about to ask for the bill.
Ravenna gave her a long look, then her expression shifted to genuine affection when she turned to Prue.
“Ready?” she asked.
Prue nodded eagerly.
Ravenna gathered the cards while we all sipped tea (for your information, Chassie could make a lovely spot of tea, then again, she was English, they were born with natural talent at that). She gave the cards to Prue.
Prue shuffled them, her face screwed up, and she did both a long time.
Then she returned the cards to Ravenna.
Ravenna immediately threw down five.
She looked at them.
She looked at them more.
She squinted her eyes at them.
She then turned to Prue with some alarm and shared, “Your cards are everywhere. What’s happening?”
“I asked them to tell me where Charlie’s letters to Harmony were,” she said.
“Letters?” Ravenna asked.
