He answered on the second ring.
“Hullo, love,” he greeted.
“So, Prue’s clairvoyant is the real freaking deal,” I shared.
“You’re joking,” he replied.
“Battle, I cannot tell you how eerie-cool it was. She outed Hamish!”
His “She didn’t,” sounded hot-guy shocked.
“She did. And told her off for hiding behind Chassie in not making a commitment.”
Battle started chuckling.
“She confirmed that Charlie’s letters still exist too,” I continued. “Though, she couldn’t tell us where they were.”
There was hesitation before he noted, “That seems convenient.”
“Honey, I believe every word out of that woman’s mouth. Chassie’s reading was one word, ‘yes,’ and none of us know what that’s about, but Chassie really did, and it made her happy.”
“It made her happy?”
Mm-hmm.
He had a treat waiting for him.
“You’ll be glad you came home early, baby,” I said softly, thinking it was time to give him hope. “She’s really coming into her own.”
“Fuck,” he bit with grave feeling. “That’s great.”
“It so is.”
He gave that a moment before he asked, “Did you do a reading?”
“Yes, but mine was weird. She just said to choose the ring wisely. I didn’t get it, she couldn’t tell me more, so I challenged her.”
“Of course you did,” he murmured with admiration.
I was so fond of him.
“I reshuffled the cards, and this is where it got eerie-cool, she pulled the exact same thirteen.”
“She could know sleight of hand, Vivi,” he cautioned.
“If she does, she’s the master. When I said I reshuffled, I really did. She just took them and threw down. It was crazy.”
“Choose the ring?” he asked dubiously.
“I don’t know. Chassie joked it was my precious.”
“Chassie joked?”
Right.
Time to confirm that hope and hope I was right in confirming it.
“Honey, shaking her shit, I don’t want to get your hopes up, but it seems to be working.”
