“No, it’s the privileged ones.”
“Well, I hate to break it to you, but it’s the people who have
disposable income who are going to come in here and support
the shop. They have money to buy things they don’t need.”
“Okay, okay, point taken. I didn’t do anything to her,
though. Seriously. And I wasn’t really going to lay that trick
on her. I was going to shuffle the deck.”
“You weren’t! And you were.”
“You want to know what I was doing in there? I was playing
psychologist. She wanted to tell someone about her problems.
She just wanted someone to listen. That’s what I was doing. I
wasn’t even going to charge her for the reading that I didn’t
do, first because she didn’t want it, and second because I
wasn’t trying to take advantage of her.”
“Still. You had it in for her the second she walked in here. I
could see how you were looking at her.”
“I wasn’t looking at her any way at all.”
“You were!” Andi slid the mail over.
Dani felt something sharp clench inside her chest, but she
ignored it. Probably just indigestion. She had a weakness for
the tacos at the shop across the street and she’d probably had
one too many yesterday.
&nbs
p; “What were you talking about in there?” Andi asked
cautiously. “What do you mean you were playing therapist?
That doesn’t sound good.”
It was on the tip of Dani’s tongue to tell Andi what Emily
wanted, but it was too strange. That’s not the reason. Dani
normally would have loved to talk about strange requests like
that. It wasn’t the first time she’d gotten a marriage proposal,