His spring green eyes were magnetic, peering into my most inner self, and I could do nothing but stare back in return, feeling like I was getting lost in them.
In the dim light of the entryway to Beulah’s apartment, I had run into him. The bane of my existence. The scourge of my life’s blood.
Each card I pulled was placed face-up on the table in front of me so I could review them closely. I had pulled the Star reversed, the Moon reversed, and the Two of Cups.
Apparently something interesting was coming…