Sebastian 'Bash' Walker is a partying Good-Time bloke who landed a full ride scholarship from out of The Bush of the outback in Australia to Magnolia Falls University. Magnolia Falls is located in Cajun Country, Louisiana USA where the food is hot...
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The tarot card reading has worked as a guiding light within the fog. I'd been so lost adrift in the dark waters succumbing to the violent waves of being tossed back and forth. I'd lost my true north. I'd been working without my north since the moment Foxy was taken from me.
But this reading, it's acted as a beacon in the night. Something to look forward to. Something to help me find my way from out of the depths of darkness. Those cards, her messages, have lit a small flame of hope inside me.
I know I'll never be how I was before. Complete or happy. I'll always have to live my life with these parts of me not fully functioning. With Bash, it felt as though maybe he could fix me, but I realize now he was merely a band-aid placed over a bullet hole. There's nothing that can cure me of this numbing pain. The only thing that can make it bearable is keeping my head down and being thankful for the messages I'd received from the cards that represented my sister. This reading from Rachel is the closest I'll ever be to my sister again.
Being a thread's width closer to Foxy is worth every penny I own. I'd gladly go broke for those messages from my sister.
Even now, back at Chy's place, I'm planning how many shifts it'll take to schedule a three-hour in-depth reading with Rachel. A three-hour reading is over eight hundred dollars. More money than I've had to spend in a long while. I consider for a moment to not pay for the work my vehicle needs. However, I need this. I need the messages. They are like air to me. The veil to my sister is worth all that I have and more.
If I require a second job, I'll do it. Dropping out entirely will allow me to have the time for a second income. I've essentially dropped my schooling already, so instead of wallowing in Chy's apartment, I decide that starting tomorrow I'll be looking for a second job.
This invisible string tying me to Foxy has consumed me and given me purpose again. It's all I can think about. It's all that is important to me.
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Killing the motor to my bike, I remove my helmet and gaze nervously over at Magnolia Bar and Grill. I'd stopped by last night and spoke to Chy in hopes he'd talk some sense into Aspen. If she's here tonight I'll try anything and everything to make her see that I lied only for good reason.
