Life, Love, and a Polar Bear Tattoo
"I just read about this one online," Larissa said, cradling the cards in her palm. "You pick out one card, and it answers the question all by itself."
She spread the cards into a fan and waited. I looked at the cards, willing myself to choose a good one. Something with sweetness and light. Something about getting a job done and then never being heard from again. I picked a card. Larissa turned it over.
"I've never had that one before. Kegan's going to kill me? Maybe he'll make me an entrée. Roast Candice." I giggled.
Larissa wasn't laughing. "The card doesn't mean physical death. It means huge changes."
"Like what?" I said, unnerved by her solemn face.
"The end of an era, a totally new start, the loss of a long-term friendship or rela