Blood Red. Heather Graham
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Название: Blood Red

Автор: Heather Graham

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Эзотерика

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      “Whew,” Heidi murmured. Though she spoke lightly, Lauren thought she was seriously relieved, and she felt a new wave of discomfort.

      “What’s that?” Deanna asked, pointing to another card.

      “Love.” Susan looked at Heidi. “You can rest assured in this—your fiancé loves you very much. You are all he has ever wanted, all he could ever need in life.”

      “Oh,” Heidi breathed happily. “Ditto.”

      “Yes, I can see,” Susan murmured.

      “Will the wedding go off without a hitch?” Heidi asked.

      “No wedding goes off without a hitch,” Susan said dryly as she scooped up the cards, patting them back into a neat pile. “But you are deeply loved, and you love deeply in return.”

      “Thank you.” Heidi rose and looked at Lauren with an expression on her face that plainly said, See? Nothing to be afraid of.

      Lauren smiled back weakly, wondering if Heidi had really been listening. Susan hadn’t said anything specific about Heidi’s wedding at all—she had just generalized about weddings. And she had said the skeleton card often indicated a change.

      Then again, Lauren told herself, maybe she was the one hearing words that weren’t being said.

      “On to the palm,” Deanna said. She and Heidi changed seats. As Deanna started to sit down, she glanced at Lauren’s drawing and frowned.

      “What is it?” Lauren asked.

      “Uh, nothing, I guess. It’s a great drawing. It’s just that…well, you made the skeleton card the focus of it.”

      “I did not!” Lauren protested and looked down at the sketch. It was one of her best, she thought. She’d captured not just a two-dimensional image but given it great depth. She’d found the strange and arresting beauty that was Susan’s. She’d caught the atmosphere of the Square. You could look at the drawing and almost hear music.

      And yet…

      Deanna was right. Somehow she had detailed the tarot card down to the finest line so that it unerringly drew the viewer’s eye and became the focus of the picture.

      “Don’t draw me,” Deanna whispered to her.

      “Okay,” Lauren assured her quietly in return.

      Susan was watching them both. Deanna noticed and gave her a rueful smile. “Lauren was engaged once.”

      “And her young man died,” Susan said. Wow, damned good guess,

      Lauren thought irritably. Though it was a fifty-fifty shot. Either they’d broken up or he had died. She knew that she was just one of many young women of her day. She’d fallen in love with a soldier. He’d gone to war. They’d emailed for six months, and then she’d stopped receiving replies.

      Until the army lieutenant had come to her house.

      She’d gone through it all. The devastation, the anger. And the healing. She didn’t feel that she had any terrible psychological hang-ups. She just wasn’t actively looking to find love again. But if the right person came along…

      Would she be ready?

      She really didn’t know.

      “I’m so sorry,” Susan said to Lauren gravely. She was clearly sincere, making Lauren feel vaguely guilty, though she wasn’t quite sure why.

      “Thank you,” she said, ignoring her uncomfortable feelings. “But, hey, that’s the past, and we’re looking to the future, right? What does Deanna’s hand say to you, Susan?”

      Susan studied Deanna’s palm and looked up gravely.

      “What?” Deanna asked impatiently.

      “So far, it has told me that you do not like housework at all,” Susan said.

      Even Deanna laughed. “Okay, I suck. Seriously, I’m really bad at it, so I gave it up.”

      “Don’t worry, she has a wonderful woman who comes in twice a week,” Heidi assured Susan.

      Susan traced a finger down a line in Deanna’s hand.

      “The life line, right?” Heidi asked.

      Susan shrugged.

      “It doesn’t look very long,” Deanna said worriedly.

      Susan shook her head, looking at Deanna. “Often, things are what we make them. The line…it’s like the card. It might not mean anything bad at all. It signifies change. A change in life. Heidi is getting married.”

      “I’m not even dating steadily,” Deanna said.

      “You’re a beautiful woman,” Susan said, sidestepping.

      “What else do you see?”

      Susan pointed. “Here…artistic success. You are clever and determined.” Susan looked up and stared hard at Deanna. “When you set your mind to something, you can make it happen. When we fail, far too often, it is because we’re afraid. Remember, you have the talent and the will. Don’t be put off by circumstances that seem dire. You are very strong. And there will be changes.”

      “Will I ever get married?” Deanna asked.

      Susan shrugged. “Your palm is not telling me. I can say that you are passionate and giving, and that you are quite capable of creating fire, passion—and love—around you.”

      “I like that,” Deanna said.

      Lauren looked at her, trying to avoid Susan’s eyes. Lots of people could have said that to you, her stern gaze said.

      “Your turn,” Deanna said.

      “Ah, the crystal ball for our talented young artist,” Susan murmured. She didn’t move, though, and her eyes were downcast.

      “I think Susan is tired,” Lauren said.

      “Oh no, you are not getting out of this!” Heidi insisted.

      “May I see more fully?” Susan asked.

      Lauren handed her the drawing she had done.

      “You are very kind,” she murmured. “You have caught me on paper with great beauty.”

      “I want to work more on it. I’ll send you a copy when I’m done,” Lauren told her.

      Susan nodded and handed back the drawing. Lauren flipped her sketchbook closed and returned it to her purse.

      “It seems like you’ve had a busy night. You look tired. You really don’t have to do another reading,” Lauren said.

      “She’s trying to get out of this,” Heidi СКАЧАТЬ