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Brent laughed and she wanted to run out. “How do you know?”

“You do my grandmother’s hair. Camile. She’s talked about you from time to time. And I checked out your site and saw your picture on it.”

“Faith, right?” she asked. “Yes. I know you bought her shop.”

“I did. Are you looking for a reading? Your palm? Tarot cards? An apple peel reading?”

“We are,” Brent said. “I’m the man with the dog that Camile and others have been telling Vivian about. And how about tarot cards?”

She wanted to kick him under the table for saying that. Who would have thought he’d have this playful side to him?

Faith started to flip the cards over one by one, Vivian not sure what any of them meant or if Faith was making it up as she went, but she said, “I see lightness now where there was so much darkness.”

It could be a guess, she was thinking. “For which one of us?” she asked.

Faith lifted her head. “Both of you.”

Brent bumped her shoulder. “That’s true.”

More cards were flipped over and laid out. “A new relationship for you both. A new beginning too.”

“Easy guess if you talk to your grandmother,” she said.

“You’re a skeptic and that’s fine, but the cards mean what they mean,” Faith said.

She nodded and let Faith continue on, saying a few more things that could be generic enough. Then she said, “There will be some turbulent water coming. A test of faith.” Another card and Faith added, “A technology fail?”

Brent laughed. “That has to do with me I’m sure. Though I hope nothing fails. I don’t feel like going into the city or DC if I don’t need to.”

That was the first he’d said anything like that, but she brushed it off. He seemed to be having fun with this when he never did on other outings. He had said his mother dreamed and talked about Maureen, so maybe he believed in these kinds of things too.

“Maybe not a fail as much as a disruption,” Faith said.

They finished with their reading, then left, Vivian not feeling as shaken as she thought she might be.

She cooked him dinner, and they retired to the living room to watch a movie and cuddle.

It was a night she’d always wanted growing up when she thought of being in a relationship.

The next morning, they’d eaten their donuts and she left after giving him a kiss.

She’d done laundry and cleaned the house, then went to her office to pay bills.

She was feeling nostalgic and a little melancholy on top of it.

It’d been years since she’d let her childhood get her down. Since she thought of her father or her mother.

She wasn’t one to talk about her past more than what existed in the last half of her life. Brent didn’t talk much of his either and maybe that was why they got along so well.

They were two people that were more about living in the moment.

But her past was always going to be there, so she did what she had many times a year. She did an internet search on her father. She wanted to see if there were any updates that she needed to be aware of. Or any news.

He’d never tried to reach out to her, and the last she knew, he wasn’t aware of her name change or where she was.

Her grandfather assured her he’d taken care of it all. Her grandfather’s lawyers told her at the reading of the will, she was safe from attention too. That it’d take a lot for someone to put Vivian Getman together with Alexa Violet Carmichael if anyone wanted to try.

There’d never been a reason to find her, she hoped. Her name and picture had been kept out of the courtroom and the press as much as possible since she was a minor.

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