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    But this time I could not help but feel I was the question. Was Honoria using the card reading to determine if I would be welcomed to stay at the Hotel Belden? And if so, was she using my ability to read the cards to decide or was she relying on the cards pulled to advise her?
    â€œIf you’d like me to, I will. I usually think of a question of my own if I am alone, or I ask the sitter to think of one if I am reading for another. Do you have a question in mind?”
    â€œI do.” Honoria leaned forward, gripping the edge of the table. A bead of sweat I attributed to nerves trickled out from under the hairline at the base of my neck and rolled down my back. “And then what do you do?”
    â€œI shuffle the cards until one of them calls to me.” As soon as the words left my lips a card jumped out of the deck and lay facedown on the table. Honoria’s eyes flicked toward it but she turned her attention back to my hands.
    â€œWhat do you do with a card that captures your attention?”
    â€œI lay it facedown and repeat the process if I feel led to choose additional cards. I often pull three cards, sometimes more. Everynow and again I pull only one. Especially if the picture on the card seems right to me.”
    I steadied my hands the best I could but was certain she could see them trembling ever so slightly as I shuffled the cards, wishing I felt more sure of what I was doing.
    I concentrated on the feel of the thick deck in my hand. I sent up a silent wish that the cards would convince my aunt to offer me a place in her home. Allowing instinct to guide me I chose three cards and placed them on the table between us. I turned them over one at a time and looked closely at the images before me. Two cards were unfamiliar. The third was one from my original deck.
    â€œWhat do these mean to you?” Honoria asked. I touched the first card from her deck. As I opened my mouth to answer I heard the familiar voice in my head speak more clearly than ever in my left ear.
    â€œHomecoming. Celebration.”
    Bearing the warning in mind I took a deep breath and shared what it said. “Four of Wands. This card looks like good news. It tells me it concerns a homecoming and a celebration.” Honoria’s grip on the table loosened just enough for some pink to return to her knuckles. Watching her reaction I dared to hope I might be on the right track.
    I tapped the second card. “The High Priestess,” I said before repeating the next thing the voice whispered in my ear. “Trust your inner voice. Knowledge of other realms.” Honoria nodded slightly.
    I touched the third card and paused, waiting for guidance from the voice. It came again without delay. “The Wheel of Fortune means destiny and events set in motion. Unstoppable forces.”
    Honoria released her grip on the table and tapped the card I had neglected to turn upright, the one that had jumped from the deck.
    â€œAnd what of this one?” she asked. I turned it over and revealed the only card from my deck I feared. I didn’t need the voice to speak to me for this one. It had appeared in my readings with an accurate prediction too many times for me to be uncertain of its meaning.
    â€œThe Tower. Upheaval and catastrophe.” I felt my mouth grow dry. I fought the urge to nibble on a thumbnail. If Honoria was counting on the cards to advise her, it looked like she would be unwise to extend an invitation to me to stay.
    â€œYour mother shared one of her gifts with you. But there is room for you to develop your natural talents. Cards like the Tower have a positive side as well.”
    â€œThey do?”
    â€œYes. The Tower also asks you to notice which parts of your life are built on falsehood. It warns you to prepare for unstable foundations to crumble.”
    â€œI am afraid I don’t see how that is a positive card.”
    â€œIt makes way for that which is solid and beneficial. It sweeps away