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you’d think I was crazy.”
    “As opposed to mercurial and jaded?” he asked.
    “I’m only a little bit jaded and I don’t know what mercurial means.”
    A hint of a smile ghosted across his face. “So what is the truth?”
    I stepped out from behind the car door and pushed it closed. “I chance everything to fate. I always have. I’m constantly looking for shifts in the universe. My brother tells me that I’d find a deeper meaning in a hole in the ground.” I paused and looked down, trying to slow my rant. “When you told me that the first chance you’d ever taken in life was to come here, searching for a place on a postcard, I just knew....”
    I sucked in a breath. I’d reached my limit.
    “Knew what, Charlotte?” he prompted. It was the first flicker of curiosity he’d shown since I’d begun speaking.
    “Fate brought you here.”
    He replied quickly. “If what you’re saying is true, fate isn’t kind. Today was a disaster, so I’m struggling to understand why you’re intent on salvaging this.”
    “It was only a disaster because I got ugly,” I pointed out. “My head is very protective of my heart and it’s a defect I’m well aware of. Keeping the Beautifuls out of my business has practically become my life’s work. I’m so sorry you got caught up in it.”
    He shook his head, looking utterly confused. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to tell me.”
    “Things would be making a whole lot more sense right about now if I’d given you the chance to know me better.” I bit my bottom lip, holding my breath, waiting for him to speak.
    “Tell me who you are then, Charli,” he suggested.
    Bravely reaching into his coat pocket, I took out the ragged postcard. He stood completely still as I pressed it against his chest, smoothing out the crease.
    “Well, for a start, I’m Charlotte Elisabeth Blake,” I told him. “And if you look at the bottom right hand corner of your picture, you’ll see my initials.” I handed the postcard to him and he studied it closely.
    Photography had been my passion for a long time. It wasn’t a secret and I could think of no plausible reason why I hadn’t told him about it the minute he’d shown me the picture.
    It had been Alex’s idea to publish them as postcards. It was never going to make me rich but the proceeds bumped my bank account up enough to make my dreams of travelling at the end of the year a possibility rather than a pipedream. Not surprisingly, I’d managed to corner the market. Every postcard in town was one of mine.
    “I knew exactly where that photo was taken because I took it. A picture I took made it all the way around the world to you. And you came looking for it. It’s fate. You had no choice but to come here. You said so yourself.”
    “How is that even possible?”
    “Don’t question the universe. Just go with it. We’re practically guaranteed a happy ending.”
    He grinned at me. “Is that so?”
    “Definitely so.”
    “So what happens now?”
    I shook my head. “I’m not entirely sure but I’m hoping you’ll stick around long enough to find out. Everything will be okay in the end.”
    Breathing suddenly became easier. I wasn’t convinced he understood me but he hadn’t jumped in the car and locked all the doors either. I was content to walk away.
    For now, everything was exactly as it was supposed to be. I was never going to be able to turn the clock back but I felt confident that I had at least explained myself.
    It wasn’t a moment I wanted ruined by Nicole’s relentless need for details so I bypassed the café and started walking home.
    “What happens if it doesn’t work out, Charli?” he called.
    “Then it’s not the end, Adam,” I replied, barely slowing my walk.

4. Shifting Universes
    The distance from the café to our house was ridiculously long. As soon as I was sure I was out of Adam’s sight I took my phone and punched in Alex’s number. “Can you come get me, please?”
    “Hello to