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Charming
definitely didn’t like Belur and obviously, Madame Torres didn’t
either. It had to be something to do with him and I had to get in
touch with the Native American who delivers all my grasses for the
smudging ceremonies that I perform for the group.
    “ It’s a rose quartz
pendent that will need to be put on your bracelet.” She reached out
and touched my dangling charms from my wrist. “Immediately,” she
said sharply.
    Immediately ? That word caught my
attention. I glanced up to find her eyes downcast.
    “ Have you been feeling
alright?” Bella swayed back and forth, her eyes assessing me. “I
mean, you look great. Are you letting your hair grow out a
little?”
    I was stupid. Bella’s spiritual talent
was astrology and she could read the stars and gems.
    “ I’m assuming I need
protection from something?” I wasn’t going to beat around the bush.
“Any ideas as to what that is?”
    “ Now, June Heal,” She took
a step back and placed her hands on her hips, “you know that the
number one rule in Whispering Falls is that you can’t…”
    “ Yeah, I know.” And I did
know better. “You can’t read another spiritualist. But Mr. Prince
Charming can let you in on a little known secret that I can’t
know?”
    “ He is different.” She
reminded me. “He’s a Fairy god-cat and he is keeping you safe. You
just need to do as I say and let’s get this on your
bracelet.”
    Looking around Whispering Falls, the
streets were starting to fill with up with customers who were
milling around, going from shop to shop. There was no time for me
to get her to put it on now; I planned to go see Faith.
    I unclasped the bracelet and dropped
it into her open palm.
    “ I’ll be by after work to
get it.”
    “ Sounds good.” She
gestured for the pendent that I had tucked in the palm of my hand.
“See you soon.”
    “ Wait.” I quickly pulled
my hand to my chest. “Do you know the name of the Native American
who supplies me with smudging grass?”
    “ Oh, Kenny.” She smiled,
exposing the gap between her teeth. “Such a soft spoken man, but he
does bring me the best turquoise stones you have every laid your
spiritual eyes on.”
    “ Kenny?” I tried not to
chuckle, but I did. He definitely didn’t look like a ‘Kenny’. He
looked like he could be Pocahontas’s brother.
    “ What?” Bella asked. She
held her hand high above her head. “He’s about yay tall with dark
handsome features?”
    “ Yep, that’s him.” I
nodded. “Do you know how to reach him?”
    “ No. He has a way of
knowing exactly what we need and when we need it.” Bella shrugged.
“He blows in with the wind and…”
    “ Yeah, yeah, I know,” I
waved my hands around, and then held my palm out for her to take
the pendent, “out with the breeze.”
    “ What do you need him
for?” She questioned.
    “ I need a few supplies.” I
lied. But there was no way I was going to tell anyone about Belur.
He was a type of spiritualist that everyone wanted. If anyone found
out he was in my shop they would beat down the door trying to get
him. After all, who wouldn’t want their wishes to be
granted?
    “ He’ll be back.” She took
the pendent and rushed back down the street toward Bella’s Baubles.
She hollered over her shoulder, “I’ll bring it back later
today.”
    I crossed the street, nodding and
smiling as I passed the people on the street, keeping Wicked Good
Bakery in my sights. The bakery was owned by Faith’s sister and
baker extraordinaire, Raven Mortimer. They shared the apartment
over the bakery.
    The aroma of fresh baked cookies
floated through the air. I smiled, knowing Raven probably sent the
inviting homemade goodie’s smell throughout Whispering Falls. No
one could ever resist one of Wicked Good’s tasty treats, not even
me.
    I couldn’t help but smile when I saw a
little car parked in front of the shop with a big plastic cupcake
on top and Wicked Good’s logo plastered all over the
sides.
    “ Good