Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
“You are correct. I would say this is Lunita, and a clear sign that your darkness may be coming back soon.”
“May be coming or actually coming?”
“We shall see.” Baba turned over the next card. “King of Hearts.”
“That's Kazimir?”
She closed her eyes and then twisted the stick between her fingers.
What about Kazimir and Lunita? And my babies? What's going on?
I tapped my foot.
My insides twisted and turned in anxiety.
“Yes. That must be it.” Still with her eyes shut, Baba nodded. “The Lion will bring Lunita out.”
“What? Jesus Christ! How does Kaz bring Lunita out?”
She kept her eyes closed. “I see. . .a mouse, but this one. . .”
I touched the edge of the desk and gripped. "What about this mouse?"
“This mouse is different. Thick black fur covers its little body, and it floats. . .no. . .the creature is swimming. . .”
“Swimming?”
Baba opened her eyes. “The black mouse is swimming in a pool of blood.”
“No.” I stood up. “I don't like that. Close your eyes and see something else.”
“If only life worked that way, I might be on a private jet being fed caviar by a stunning man.”
I scowled at her. “Why is the mouse swimming in blood?”
“Visions come with no meaning. It is up to us to find it.”
I began to pace in front of my chair. “Then, find the fucking meaning, Baba.”
“Relax, Emily. That is why we have the cards.” Baba flipped the next card over. “Five of Hearts.”
I stopped pacing and went to the desk. “Okay. That can't be too bad. Right? Five is a nice number.”
“I believe this represents loss and despair.”
“Come on, Baba.” I held my hands out. My voice grew weak. “I'm having a fucked up week. Could you pull something happy for once?!”
“These are your cards.”
“Then, we reshuffle them and—”
“Sit down, Emily.”
I gritted my teeth and lowered into my seat.
Baba turned over the next card. “Eight of Hearts.”
“What is it now? A black mouse eating hearts or something?”
“Must we be so sarcastic?”
I pointed at her. “You are lucky I am not flipping this desk over.”
Baba widened her eyes. “Emily, please calm down.”
“It's hard.”
“You have to—”
“I want my happy ending!” I trembled. "I'm tired of this. . .shit. . ."
Tense silence moved between us.
Baba twisted that damned stick between her fingers. “You will get it, Emily. Remember. The mouse nibbled cheese while her mice played in the lion's mane.”
“Yeah, but the damned black mouse is swimming in blood. What the fuck is that about? Get the mouse out of the blood, Baba!”
She scowled. "Emily."
I hugged myself. "Fine. I'm calming down."
"You are becoming worse than Kazimir when it comes readings."
I pursed my lips.
Baba pointed the gem at the Eight of Hearts. “This deals with you battling emotional detachment because you have to make a hard choice.”
“What hard choice?”
She tapped the gem against the card. “All I can see is that you are unable to deal with a hard choice, so you are trying to detach your emotions from it, but. . .”
“Okay?”
Baba flipped the last card over.
Queen of Spades. Here we fucking go.
Baba sighed. “However, Lunita is more than happy to deal with this hard choice for you.”
I held myself tighter. “Okay. Let me understand this. Kids are involved, but we are not sure what kids. My baby or Paolo or both.”
Baba nodded.
“And it is a hard choice that I am trying to emotionally detach from, and it deals with Kazimir.”
“I agree with this assessment too.” Baba looked back at the cards. “However, I do not think you are trying to avoid dealing with the choice. I believe you simply cannot deal with it. You do not have it inside of you.”
“So, Lunita deals with it?”
“Yes.”
“I don't like that.”
“Me either.” Baba picked the cards up and shuffled them some more. “Let's see if we can truly get to the root of the problem.”
“Alright. The root.” I unfolded my arms and rubbed my hands together. "This is going to be better."
She finished shuffling and then placed the cards in front of me. “Pick.”
“How many cards?”
“One.”
This time, I separated the cards into four piles, took one card from the third pile, and placed it in front of her. “Here.”
“Flip it over.”
I did and cursed.
King of Hearts.
Baba quirked her brows. “Kazimir is the root of this problem.”
“I don't want Lunita coming out anymore.”
“I agree.”
“Maybe, I need to be away from Kazimir tonight. I'm really mad at him, and full of anxiety and. . .this wouldn't be a good time for us to discuss anything. Plus, he hasn't slept. . .this is just. . .and I'm scared she will come out and. . .”
She leaned back in her chair and turned the stick. “Space sounds good, but. . .”
“What?”
“I don't know if you can run from your destiny."
"I changed my destiny by loving Paolo."
"Yes, but even more, I truly do not think you can run away from Kazimir.”