Chapter 29: Different This Time

“Don’t know, but you said something about the butterfly effect.”

“Yeah? I’m pretty deep when I’m toasted.”

“Why did you show up here, drunk?”

“Because I feel as if we have unfinished business, Gracie.”

Grace stood and paced away from Mark. “I don’t feel about you the way you feel about me. Life would be simple if I did. Jeez, you’re the only one who knows about my thing.”

Unable to categorize her power as a gift, she’d never decided on a label.

Mark patted the table beside his plate. “Join me and tell me how it was last time.”

***

Zach maintained the speed limit to Dolores’ house, but just.

The sky had cleared, but the air still held the scent of a storm. Maybe Grace could tell him if there would be another one soon. Then he could plan a picnic.

Pulling into Dolores’ driveway he knew her car would be there. He’d already called her at work and they told him she’d gone home, sick.

Grace rushed up to him, with Mark on her heels. This guy was spending too much time with her.