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tingling intensified in the region of her arms and hands. “You shouldn’t worry about it. Change is coming your way, and… you’ll need to embrace it. You need to go down the path set before you—”
    Without warning, Lia pulled her hand away from Morgan. The tingling sensation stopped. Morgan’s eyes opened and she looked at Lia. “What the hell?”
    “I’m done,” Lia said, standing. “I just… This is a waste and I’m done.” With that, she stalked to the doorway, pushed past Alecia, and headed out to the hall.
    Alecia immediately made a move to follow her, but Morgan cleared her throat. Alecia turned and crossed to Morgan, opening her purse and pulling out her wallet. After Morgan closed her fingers around the payment, Alecia went after Lia.
    Morgan took a moment to collect herself before venturing into the hallway herself. In her years of telling fortunes, she’d had all kinds of reactions, but no one had ever reacted so strongly to such an innocuous reading. Lia didn’t need to worry about college. It didn’t take a psychic to figure that one out. And change was coming her way. No kidding—they were about to enter senior year. She didn’t understand what there was to be so upset about.
    When she got back out to her car, she immediately retrieved her phone from the glove box. She had received three text messages, all from Ris.
    Hey, you’re done at 11, right?
    I’ve got your first client booked at 11:45.
    Are you done yet???
    Morgan typed out a quick reply—Done now. Coming to you—and headed toward Ris’s house. Fifteen minutes later, the two were set up in their usual spot under a pavilion at the park near Ris’s house.
    For years, Morgan had been telling people their fortunes at school during lunch—or, very occasionally immediately before or after school. It was last summer that Ris suggested they continue the business into the summer. Though they weren’t at the park every day, most weeks they were there at least three days—and Ris was good about always having Morgan’s time fully booked.
    Today, Ris had people scheduled back-to-back until two o’clock. Though the day was just like dozens before it, Morgan was acutely aware of one difference: she was preoccupied. In between every client, she surreptitiously checked her phone to see if there was a missed call or a text from Kellen.
    Morgan hadn’t told Ris about Kellen, Tesin, and Wen. She couldn’t find a way to tell her about one part without bringing up the others. And though she’d asked if she could bring Ris to whatever party Tesin had suggested she come to, she wasn’t entirely sure how she’d explain the situation surrounding the invitation to Ris.
    Morgan was in the process of turning her phone off and on again—in case there was something wrong with it—when her last client of the day sat down across from her, so she didn’t immediately register who it was. It wasn’t until the client cleared his throat that Morgan actually focused on him.
    “Corbin?” she asked incredulously.
    Corbin smiled, flashing his straight, white teeth. “And hello to you, too.”
    “What are you doing here?”
    “Investment banking. What do you mean, what am I doing here?”
    Morgan just stared at him for a moment, unsure how to respond. “Nothing… It’s just… I’ve been doing this for years and you’ve never had a reading.”
    “Well,” Corbin said slowly, “after the drama last night, Clare and I were talking. She seems to think that starting my senior year without consulting you is—what did she say? Careless.” He smiled.
    Morgan smiled too. Leave it to Ris to turn any situation into a marketing opportunity.
    “You know, about last night—there’s something I think you should know. I saw Lynna almost yelling at Marya and Shayna for saying what they said to you. She seemed… I’ve never seen her that mad.” He shrugged. “She seemed to think them bringing up… you know… was below the belt, you know?”
    In her