“So you can tell me my fortune?” I ask as we exit the restaurant.

“Maybe,” she hedges, but I see the smile she tries to hide.

“I’ve never met anyone who uses tarot cards before.” Reaching down, I take her hand as we walk down Main Street toward her car.

It’s late, and we were at the restaurant long enough for the stars to come out. I’d gotten a text from Apollo at dinner telling me he was eating with Jaxson and would be home late. Then Ariana got one from her daughter ...