“Your intuition is right. You cannot get married when the sun is not transitioning between Taurus and Libra. You know that.”
“That is by your calendar.” Eloise tsked, referring to how the Good-Siders tend to use the astrological calendar on the timing of things. “According to ours, the moon is almost in prime position for a partnership event.” She gestured between Oscar and I. “Like the marriage of two people in love.”
“Calendar, moon.” I shook my head. “Who cares! You all have ruined this for me!”
“June! June!” Oscar yelled out into the night air. There was no sense in me hanging around and listening to them argue. Nothing was going to get solved.
The moonlight dotted the ground leading my path out of the woods. I didn’t have to stand there and listen to the three of them go on and on about how much Oscar loved me and that no matter if there was an agreement or not, our lives were destined to be one.
I knew that. I knew that from my intuition churning inside. But it was still hard to hear and made me mad to think about it.
“June.” Oscar caught up to me and grabbed me by my arm.
Hiss, hiss . Mr. Prince Charming stood up on two legs and batted his paws at Oscar, claws out.
Mr. Prince Charming had always had a jealous nature about him when it came to Oscar. Before I knew I was a spiritualist, I thought Mr. Prince Charming was just wanting my time instead of hanging out under the big oak tree in Oscar’s front yard eating Ding Dongs and any other junk food Oscar’s uncle kept in the house since Darla never let me eat any thing unhealthy or sugary, unless it had a manager’s special sticker on it.
After I found out Mr. Prince Charming was my familiar fairy-god cat, I knew he was only trying to protect me like he was now. Only I didn’t need protecting from Oscar.
“Mr. Prince Charming,” I scolded and drew my eyes back toward Oscar.
He had changed out of his Whispering Falls police uniform into a pair of baggy jeans and form-fitting white tee shirt. He took my bag from around my shoulder and set it on the ground.
Oscar’s eyes searched mine for answers I was holding deep down; only I didn’t even know what those answers were.
“I love you. You know I love you. Arrangement or not.” Oscar’s large hand took my face and held it gently. “We can move away from here and try to live a normal life like my parents. I don’t care.”
“That wouldn’t solve anything.” A brief shiver ripped through me, sending my intuition on high alert. “But Aunt Helena is right.”
There was no way I was going to start a marriage off on a bad feeling. It was hard enough trying to turn off my internal witchy side and live in the world around us, but I just couldn’t ignore the strange feeling brewing inside of me.
“We can do whatever it is you want.” He gathered me into his arms, snuggling me tightly. “I’m not a Dark-Sider like Eloise. I’m just plain old Oscar Park from Locust Grove, Kentucky who happened to fall madly, deeply in love with his childhood neighbor June Heal.”
“And when did you just so happen to fall in love?” I giggled, feeling a little safer in his arms. The wind whipped and I nuzzled my head deeper into his chest.
“The day I got the call from Mac McGurtle about you blowing up your shed.” His lips pressed into the top of my head. Slowly he put his hand on my chin and lifted my face up. He moved his arms to wrap around my midriff and cuffed his hands on the small of my back. “I’ve never looked back. Through all the good, the bad, my memory loss. Nothing.”
The touch of his lips on mine was a delicious sensation.
“Please don’t stop.” I smiled from ear-to-ear longing to have his warmth embrace around me.
“I’ve got to work the night shift in Locust Grove tonight.” As he talked, my eyes froze on the softness of his lips. “I was hoping to have a nice quiet dinner under Eloise’s gazebo and discuss your first day at Head To Toe
“That is by your calendar.” Eloise tsked, referring to how the Good-Siders tend to use the astrological calendar on the timing of things. “According to ours, the moon is almost in prime position for a partnership event.” She gestured between Oscar and I. “Like the marriage of two people in love.”
“Calendar, moon.” I shook my head. “Who cares! You all have ruined this for me!”
“June! June!” Oscar yelled out into the night air. There was no sense in me hanging around and listening to them argue. Nothing was going to get solved.
The moonlight dotted the ground leading my path out of the woods. I didn’t have to stand there and listen to the three of them go on and on about how much Oscar loved me and that no matter if there was an agreement or not, our lives were destined to be one.
I knew that. I knew that from my intuition churning inside. But it was still hard to hear and made me mad to think about it.
“June.” Oscar caught up to me and grabbed me by my arm.
Hiss, hiss . Mr. Prince Charming stood up on two legs and batted his paws at Oscar, claws out.
Mr. Prince Charming had always had a jealous nature about him when it came to Oscar. Before I knew I was a spiritualist, I thought Mr. Prince Charming was just wanting my time instead of hanging out under the big oak tree in Oscar’s front yard eating Ding Dongs and any other junk food Oscar’s uncle kept in the house since Darla never let me eat any thing unhealthy or sugary, unless it had a manager’s special sticker on it.
After I found out Mr. Prince Charming was my familiar fairy-god cat, I knew he was only trying to protect me like he was now. Only I didn’t need protecting from Oscar.
“Mr. Prince Charming,” I scolded and drew my eyes back toward Oscar.
He had changed out of his Whispering Falls police uniform into a pair of baggy jeans and form-fitting white tee shirt. He took my bag from around my shoulder and set it on the ground.
Oscar’s eyes searched mine for answers I was holding deep down; only I didn’t even know what those answers were.
“I love you. You know I love you. Arrangement or not.” Oscar’s large hand took my face and held it gently. “We can move away from here and try to live a normal life like my parents. I don’t care.”
“That wouldn’t solve anything.” A brief shiver ripped through me, sending my intuition on high alert. “But Aunt Helena is right.”
There was no way I was going to start a marriage off on a bad feeling. It was hard enough trying to turn off my internal witchy side and live in the world around us, but I just couldn’t ignore the strange feeling brewing inside of me.
“We can do whatever it is you want.” He gathered me into his arms, snuggling me tightly. “I’m not a Dark-Sider like Eloise. I’m just plain old Oscar Park from Locust Grove, Kentucky who happened to fall madly, deeply in love with his childhood neighbor June Heal.”
“And when did you just so happen to fall in love?” I giggled, feeling a little safer in his arms. The wind whipped and I nuzzled my head deeper into his chest.
“The day I got the call from Mac McGurtle about you blowing up your shed.” His lips pressed into the top of my head. Slowly he put his hand on my chin and lifted my face up. He moved his arms to wrap around my midriff and cuffed his hands on the small of my back. “I’ve never looked back. Through all the good, the bad, my memory loss. Nothing.”
The touch of his lips on mine was a delicious sensation.
“Please don’t stop.” I smiled from ear-to-ear longing to have his warmth embrace around me.
“I’ve got to work the night shift in Locust Grove tonight.” As he talked, my eyes froze on the softness of his lips. “I was hoping to have a nice quiet dinner under Eloise’s gazebo and discuss your first day at Head To Toe
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