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.“If you’re not certain about a full reading, how about we just ask them a question?”“You can do that?”“Sure.The cards are just a tool.You may use them how you like.”“Okay.” That seemed a little less daunting to her.Her friend stood, taking her tea with her.“I have another area in the shop where I do readings.Follow me.”Livia had cornered off a little area with a wall of beads.As Erin pushed through the strands, she found a square bistro table with a gray slate surface along with two woven chairs.The setup was obviously mismatched, but still held a certain amount of charm.“I wanted to keep things in here as natural as possible,” Livia said as though reading her mind.“The more natural elements I surround myself with, the more open I am to receiving information from the earth and her atmosphere.”“Makes sense.” Erin set her cup on the table while Livia pulled out her cards.The small box she kept them in also contained a piece of pink quartz and what looked like dried lavender.“What are those for?”“The quartz and lavender cleanse the cards between readings.You wouldn’t want someone else’s qi affecting your reading, would you?” She said it so seriously, that Erin almost believed her.“Uh…no.”Livia held out the deck of cards.“Shuffle these and then pull out three cards while you think about your question.”She’d begun toying with a certain question not long after she’d arrived.Could Argent Springs be her home? The place she’d always dreamed about? Somewhere that provided her with a sense of belonging and being loved for who she was?When Erin finished shuffling, she fanned the cards, running her fingers over the cards, pretending her senses could guide her to the cards that would help her most in life.Each time she’d feel a zing, whether imagined or not, she pulled the card until she had three.She laid all of them on the desk in front of her.Livia gave her a solemn nod as though she took Erin’s reading very seriously.“You know, I read for your aunt all the time.”Erin didn’t know if she’d told her that to help her feel more at ease, but it worked.“I hope she gets good cards.”“Cards aren’t necessarily good or bad.They’re more like guidance from the ether, or even from your subconscious mind, if that’s how you prefer to think of it.” Her friend shrugged, but a smug smile lit on her lips.“I did predict Charles would come into her life, though.”Erin mentally kicked herself.Maybe she should have concentrated her question on her love life instead of her home life.Too late now.“Let’s see what the future has in store for you.” Livia flipped the first card.Chapter TwelveThe skeleton’s face on the card immediately caught Erin’s attention, shocking her.Her breath froze in her throat.“Annabelle?”“No, no, no.Death doesn’t necessarily mean a person dies.In fact, it usually doesn’t.More often, it means the death of something, and that something can be the end of a job—retirement, a person gets fired or leaves.Could be the end of a marriage.Anything like that.It’s the end of something, but also the opportunity for a new beginning and greater things.”Erin exhaled a laugh.“That’s a relief.” Maybe it meant she should quit her job and move to Argent Springs.Livia flipped the next one.“Eight of Pentacles.”“Which means?”“Pentacles typically represent money or resources.”“More money would be awesome.” Erin’s thoughts immediately turned to her current lack of monetary resources.“The Eight of Pentacles in particular means that you are looking toward and preparing for a better future, but it also cautions that you should take time to enjoy where you are currently.” She met Erin’s gaze.“Don’t forget that riches could also come in another form.”“Like love?”“Absolutely.” Her friend’s grin blossomed on her full lips.“Anyone particular in mind?”An image of Rick popped into her head, and she quickly dismissed that as utterly ridiculous.“No.Just…it might be nice to fall in love again…someday.Not now.”“Why not now?”“It’s too soon.”Her friend gave her a commiserating look.“I see.Sometimes it takes a couple of months before a heart can move forward.”Erin didn’t respond.She didn’t want to admit and defend the fact that it had been much longer for her.“How long were you married?” Livia’s hand hovered over the last unturned card.“Nine months.” Nine long, miserable months.“That’s good, then.It’s not like you’ve spent a lifetime together, and it should be much easier to get over.”She sighed and closed her eyes.Not only was she a failure at marriage, but she failed at divorce, too.“What?” Livia asked with concern in her voice.Erin slowly lifted her lids.“My divorce was final two years ago.”Her friend blinked a few times, but thankfully held the judgment from her gaze.“I see.”“I’m glad one of us does.”“Girlfriend, this might seem harsh to say, but I feel like someone needs to say it.It’s time to get on with your life.What are you waiting for?”Sadness welled inside, and she lifted a shoulder and let it drop.“For my heart to say it’s okay, I guess.”“Your heart has to toughen up, missy.Life can be a cruel, hard mistress, but death is more of a bitch.You don’t want to take your last breaths regretting that you never lived, do you?”She blinked back her feelings and shook her head.“You’re just scared.That’s all.And it’s okay.We’re all scared sometimes.But who does your life belong to? You or your fear?”“You make so much sense.” A stressed laugh slipped from her lips, and she sniffed.“But I’m not ready to take that first step, yet.”“Well, we’re getting you ready.If I were you, I’d be practicing on that sexy beast living under the same roof as you.”“Rick? No.”“Why not? He’s good looking, and he’s single.”“Then why don’t you go for him?”“What makes you think I’m single?”Erin stopped and regarded her friend.“I’m not sure.Do you have a boyfriend? Or are you married?” Some kind of new friend she was, keeping their entire conversation focused on her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“If you’re not certain about a full reading, how about we just ask them a question?”“You can do that?”“Sure.The cards are just a tool.You may use them how you like.”“Okay.” That seemed a little less daunting to her.Her friend stood, taking her tea with her.“I have another area in the shop where I do readings.Follow me.”Livia had cornered off a little area with a wall of beads.As Erin pushed through the strands, she found a square bistro table with a gray slate surface along with two woven chairs.The setup was obviously mismatched, but still held a certain amount of charm.“I wanted to keep things in here as natural as possible,” Livia said as though reading her mind.“The more natural elements I surround myself with, the more open I am to receiving information from the earth and her atmosphere.”“Makes sense.” Erin set her cup on the table while Livia pulled out her cards.The small box she kept them in also contained a piece of pink quartz and what looked like dried lavender.“What are those for?”“The quartz and lavender cleanse the cards between readings.You wouldn’t want someone else’s qi affecting your reading, would you?” She said it so seriously, that Erin almost believed her.“Uh…no.”Livia held out the deck of cards.“Shuffle these and then pull out three cards while you think about your question.”She’d begun toying with a certain question not long after she’d arrived.Could Argent Springs be her home? The place she’d always dreamed about? Somewhere that provided her with a sense of belonging and being loved for who she was?When Erin finished shuffling, she fanned the cards, running her fingers over the cards, pretending her senses could guide her to the cards that would help her most in life.Each time she’d feel a zing, whether imagined or not, she pulled the card until she had three.She laid all of them on the desk in front of her.Livia gave her a solemn nod as though she took Erin’s reading very seriously.“You know, I read for your aunt all the time.”Erin didn’t know if she’d told her that to help her feel more at ease, but it worked.“I hope she gets good cards.”“Cards aren’t necessarily good or bad.They’re more like guidance from the ether, or even from your subconscious mind, if that’s how you prefer to think of it.” Her friend shrugged, but a smug smile lit on her lips.“I did predict Charles would come into her life, though.”Erin mentally kicked herself.Maybe she should have concentrated her question on her love life instead of her home life.Too late now.“Let’s see what the future has in store for you.” Livia flipped the first card.Chapter TwelveThe skeleton’s face on the card immediately caught Erin’s attention, shocking her.Her breath froze in her throat.“Annabelle?”“No, no, no.Death doesn’t necessarily mean a person dies.In fact, it usually doesn’t.More often, it means the death of something, and that something can be the end of a job—retirement, a person gets fired or leaves.Could be the end of a marriage.Anything like that.It’s the end of something, but also the opportunity for a new beginning and greater things.”Erin exhaled a laugh.“That’s a relief.” Maybe it meant she should quit her job and move to Argent Springs.Livia flipped the next one.“Eight of Pentacles.”“Which means?”“Pentacles typically represent money or resources.”“More money would be awesome.” Erin’s thoughts immediately turned to her current lack of monetary resources.“The Eight of Pentacles in particular means that you are looking toward and preparing for a better future, but it also cautions that you should take time to enjoy where you are currently.” She met Erin’s gaze.“Don’t forget that riches could also come in another form.”“Like love?”“Absolutely.” Her friend’s grin blossomed on her full lips.“Anyone particular in mind?”An image of Rick popped into her head, and she quickly dismissed that as utterly ridiculous.“No.Just…it might be nice to fall in love again…someday.Not now.”“Why not now?”“It’s too soon.”Her friend gave her a commiserating look.“I see.Sometimes it takes a couple of months before a heart can move forward.”Erin didn’t respond.She didn’t want to admit and defend the fact that it had been much longer for her.“How long were you married?” Livia’s hand hovered over the last unturned card.“Nine months.” Nine long, miserable months.“That’s good, then.It’s not like you’ve spent a lifetime together, and it should be much easier to get over.”She sighed and closed her eyes.Not only was she a failure at marriage, but she failed at divorce, too.“What?” Livia asked with concern in her voice.Erin slowly lifted her lids.“My divorce was final two years ago.”Her friend blinked a few times, but thankfully held the judgment from her gaze.“I see.”“I’m glad one of us does.”“Girlfriend, this might seem harsh to say, but I feel like someone needs to say it.It’s time to get on with your life.What are you waiting for?”Sadness welled inside, and she lifted a shoulder and let it drop.“For my heart to say it’s okay, I guess.”“Your heart has to toughen up, missy.Life can be a cruel, hard mistress, but death is more of a bitch.You don’t want to take your last breaths regretting that you never lived, do you?”She blinked back her feelings and shook her head.“You’re just scared.That’s all.And it’s okay.We’re all scared sometimes.But who does your life belong to? You or your fear?”“You make so much sense.” A stressed laugh slipped from her lips, and she sniffed.“But I’m not ready to take that first step, yet.”“Well, we’re getting you ready.If I were you, I’d be practicing on that sexy beast living under the same roof as you.”“Rick? No.”“Why not? He’s good looking, and he’s single.”“Then why don’t you go for him?”“What makes you think I’m single?”Erin stopped and regarded her friend.“I’m not sure.Do you have a boyfriend? Or are you married?” Some kind of new friend she was, keeping their entire conversation focused on her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]