kitchen.
“Tally.” She turned to see him looking at her with a boyish smile. “Thank you.”
“ Don’t thank me yet. This isn’t free. There is a diner on Rural Road called Breakfast by Betty. You’re buying.”
Chapter 7
The scents of bacon and maple syrup filled the air. Tally settled in her side of the booth located in the far corner. Roland insisted on the booth that backed against the wall. She assumed it was for privacy at first, but Roland continued to glance beyond her to the center of the dining room and realized he was watching for unwelcome visitors.
“Do you think they can find us here?”
Roland brought his gaze back to her face. “I don’t think so. I just want to make sure.” He folded his hands in front of him and leaned across the table. “Why don’t you check?”
Tally looked at him sideways. “I wouldn’t know what to look for. They don’t exactly wear name tags.”
“Just look for someone like Sean.”
“I don’t think Sean has a twin.”
Roland lowered his voice. “You and I both know that you don’t always rely on your eyes to get a good look at people.”
Tally froze in her seat. Kate had a vague idea of her abilities but they had never gone into details. No one in her life truly knew what she could see.
“What can I get yo u to drink?” A waitress much older than her broke Tally’s trance. Looking away from Roland, she ordered coffee, water, and a stack of multigrain pancakes. The waitress looked to Roland. Holding up two fingers, he signaled her to double the order. She scribbled it on her pad and left to brew a fresh pot of coffee.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” Tally hoped that she misunderstood Roland’s earlier statement.
“ If you want me to be straight with you, you need to be straight with me.” Roland leaned back in the booth. “Besides, you don’t play dumb very well.”
Raising her eyebrow, Tally leaned back in her booth and opened herself to the energy mingling in the room. The comforting gold and green energy emanating from Roland reached across the table, yellow with hints of white danced to old reggae tunes in the kitchen, aqua with gray sat in a booth near the door, a rainbow of individual colors sprinkled with pink hovered at the large table in the center and a shade of red had just set a coffee pot with two mugs in front of Roland.
“The pancakes will be up in just a few, sweetie.”
Roland gave her a smile and a wink, “Thank you.”
The red flamed for just a moment and walked back to the kitchen.
Roland filled both mugs and handed one to Tally. She stirred a packaged creamer into hers enjoying the silence for a moment.
“Well?” Roland did not like waiting.
“The cook just smoked a joint behind the restaurant . The gentleman at the front is job hunting and hasn’t told his wife he was laid off two weeks ago. The large group at the round table are siblings planning a surprise party for their parents’ 50 th anniversary. And our lovely waitress is currently headed to the bathroom to check her hair and see if she can offer you a better view of her cleavage when she brings the pancakes.” Tally took a sip of her coffee and sat back watching Roland’s expression. She couldn’t tell if he was impressed or not. Setting the cup down she let her eyes fall to the table. “But I looked at Sean’s energy almost every day for two months and never expected him to want to hurt me, so I may just be full of shit.”
Roland ’s expression never changed. “What did Sean’s energy feel like?”
“Lopsided. It was always out of balance, as if he was hiding something. I thought it was some hurtful memory from his past that he buried.”
“ Well you just proved that you’re not full of it. You knew he was hiding something from you.”
“Speaking of hiding things, you still haven’t answered my question. How did you know where I live?”
“I need you to listen to the whole answer before you react.”
Roland reached
“Tally.” She turned to see him looking at her with a boyish smile. “Thank you.”
“ Don’t thank me yet. This isn’t free. There is a diner on Rural Road called Breakfast by Betty. You’re buying.”
Chapter 7
The scents of bacon and maple syrup filled the air. Tally settled in her side of the booth located in the far corner. Roland insisted on the booth that backed against the wall. She assumed it was for privacy at first, but Roland continued to glance beyond her to the center of the dining room and realized he was watching for unwelcome visitors.
“Do you think they can find us here?”
Roland brought his gaze back to her face. “I don’t think so. I just want to make sure.” He folded his hands in front of him and leaned across the table. “Why don’t you check?”
Tally looked at him sideways. “I wouldn’t know what to look for. They don’t exactly wear name tags.”
“Just look for someone like Sean.”
“I don’t think Sean has a twin.”
Roland lowered his voice. “You and I both know that you don’t always rely on your eyes to get a good look at people.”
Tally froze in her seat. Kate had a vague idea of her abilities but they had never gone into details. No one in her life truly knew what she could see.
“What can I get yo u to drink?” A waitress much older than her broke Tally’s trance. Looking away from Roland, she ordered coffee, water, and a stack of multigrain pancakes. The waitress looked to Roland. Holding up two fingers, he signaled her to double the order. She scribbled it on her pad and left to brew a fresh pot of coffee.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” Tally hoped that she misunderstood Roland’s earlier statement.
“ If you want me to be straight with you, you need to be straight with me.” Roland leaned back in the booth. “Besides, you don’t play dumb very well.”
Raising her eyebrow, Tally leaned back in her booth and opened herself to the energy mingling in the room. The comforting gold and green energy emanating from Roland reached across the table, yellow with hints of white danced to old reggae tunes in the kitchen, aqua with gray sat in a booth near the door, a rainbow of individual colors sprinkled with pink hovered at the large table in the center and a shade of red had just set a coffee pot with two mugs in front of Roland.
“The pancakes will be up in just a few, sweetie.”
Roland gave her a smile and a wink, “Thank you.”
The red flamed for just a moment and walked back to the kitchen.
Roland filled both mugs and handed one to Tally. She stirred a packaged creamer into hers enjoying the silence for a moment.
“Well?” Roland did not like waiting.
“The cook just smoked a joint behind the restaurant . The gentleman at the front is job hunting and hasn’t told his wife he was laid off two weeks ago. The large group at the round table are siblings planning a surprise party for their parents’ 50 th anniversary. And our lovely waitress is currently headed to the bathroom to check her hair and see if she can offer you a better view of her cleavage when she brings the pancakes.” Tally took a sip of her coffee and sat back watching Roland’s expression. She couldn’t tell if he was impressed or not. Setting the cup down she let her eyes fall to the table. “But I looked at Sean’s energy almost every day for two months and never expected him to want to hurt me, so I may just be full of shit.”
Roland ’s expression never changed. “What did Sean’s energy feel like?”
“Lopsided. It was always out of balance, as if he was hiding something. I thought it was some hurtful memory from his past that he buried.”
“ Well you just proved that you’re not full of it. You knew he was hiding something from you.”
“Speaking of hiding things, you still haven’t answered my question. How did you know where I live?”
“I need you to listen to the whole answer before you react.”
Roland reached
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