“For the project I’m working on,” I chimed in. “A novel loosely based on a star-crossed love affair between Prue, Tempie and Chassie’s great-aunt and my great-grandfather. We have Harmony’s letters, but we’re not sure she kept his because Prue can’t find them.”
Ravenna’s gaze floated back to the cards. “Well, they’re somewhere at The Downs.”
The room went wired again.
“She didn’t destroy them?” Prue asked.
Ravenna shook her head.
“Any idea where they are?” Chassie asked.
Ravenna studied the cards again.
Then another shaking of her head.
“Well, that stinks,” Chassie griped.
This caused Prue and Tempie, then Prue, me and Tempie, to exchange another glance because, boy…when Chassie decided to break out of her shell, she wasn’t messing around.
Ravenna took a fortifying sip of tea before she queried of Prue, “Is there anything more you want to ask the cards, hun?”
Prue almost accomplished hiding her quick peeks at Chassie and me before she shook her head. “I think I’m good with that.”
This meant she would ask the cards about me and Battle, and Chassie changing at another appointment.
I understood her play.
“Let’s do me,” Chassie said excitedly.
“All right,” Ravenna agreed, did the card gathering and offered them to Chassie.
“Just shuffle and give them to you when I feel it?” Chassie inquired.
“Just that, luvvie,” Ravenna said.
Chassie started shuffling. “When do I know when I feel it?”
“You’ll know.”
Chassie kept shuffling.
“Oo, there!” she cried and handed the cards to Ravenna.
Ravenna gave her a kind smile and took them.
She threw down only one, looked at it then looked at Chassie.
“Yes,” she said.
“Yes?” Chassie breathed, her eyes bright, a blush stealing across her cheeks.
What on…?
The rest of us exchanged even more glances.
“Yes, luv,” Ravenna said gently, smiling in the same vein.
“Thank you,” Chassie said meaningfully.
