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It takes her a moment, but eventually she replies.

Primavera1959

Technically that wasn’t the asking part. Someone asked me what I wanted and I answered honestly.

But I did the actual assignment, too. The asking thing you said.

I wait, but she doesn’t elaborate.

And normally, under very regular witch circumstances, I wouldn’t care, and this shouldn’t bother me. But this customer has crawled under my skin already and is making me curious, and I just can’t control myself.

The Third Fairy

And?

Another pause.

Primavera1959

There’s someone

My fingers stop over the keyboard.

I read the sentence again, although there are only two words and neither of them is particularly complicated.

Good for her. Obviously.

That’s good.

I have spent weeks encouraging this woman to stop waiting for love to descend upon her like some kind of celestial package delivery and instead sent her outside, made her examine what she wanted, and told her to ask for it.

This is, quite literally, the desired outcome.

So the small, unpleasant dip somewhere behind my ribs is ridiculous.

Primavera1959

I asked her for something I wanted this weekend.

And she said yes.

Jesus, wow. I am—allegedly, of course—deeply committed to my clients experiencing transformative personal growth right up until that growth results in them developing fulfilling romantic lives that have nothing to do with me.

I’m not entirely sure what to do with knowing that.

I flex my fingers once before typing.

The Third Fairy

And did you get what you wanted?

The pause is shorter.

Primavera1959

Yes.

Very much yes.