It’ll cost you a pretty bag of pennies to put that place back to what it was and keep it that way.” You wouldn’t happen to know a plasterer? Somebody who can handle fancy work?” He’ll do good work for you, and if he doesn’t give you a fair price, you tell him Miss Odette’s gonna want to know why.” Jack, he’s a cousin of my sister’s husband’s brother’s wife. “That Remy.” Her face lit, and any mystery that had been in it vanished. ” He struggled to shift his brain from the fantastic to the practical, while his palm continued to vibrate from the skim of her fingers. “I hear you called Jack Tripadoe about maybe doing some plumbing work in that place of yours.”
Fat blue stones dangling from tiny lobes. “We don’t use what the good Lord gave us, whatever talent that might be, we’re wasting his gift.” She angled her head, and he saw she wore earrings as well. “You think that’s a contradiction? Where do you think power comes from, cher?” “It doesn’t make me a witch, just a woman.” She noted his glance at the silver cross she wore, tangled with colored beads around her neck. A little kitchen magic,” she said as she refilled the glasses. “So you’re, like, a psychic?”Īmused, she rose to bring the pitcher of tea to the table. He curled his fingers into his tingling palm. “That’s for you to find out.” She gave his hand a squeeze, then released it, picked up her tea. The chill shot up his spine in a single, icy arrow. They’d say it was the money, the time or some such, but what’s in that house frightened them away. “What’s there’s kept others from settling in. His throat went dry, but he didn’t reach for his tea.
Be clever enough to look front and back to find yourself. Joy, if you’re strong enough, smart enough. Though she continued to stroke her thumb over his palm, her gaze lifted to his face.
“You’ve got love coming, the kind that’ll knock you flat on your behind. “Well, ouch,” he said and laughed a little. “What do you care? She didn’t love you, either.” She wasn’t for you.”įrowning, he leaned closer, stared down at his own hand. “This woman.” Odette smoothed her fingernail over the side of his palm. Strong enough that you changed your fate. “I got some balm I’ll give you before you go, keep these blisters from troubling you. “Still got city on them, but you’re taking care of that right quick.” Her thumb passed over healing blisters, scrapes, the ridge of forming callus. “Let me see your hands.” She took one in hers, turned it over.
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