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368 pages, ebook
First published May 29, 2018
There was a lock on the door. Two, in fact. They were long, thick bolts, top and bottom.
But they were on the outside.
The cards tell you nothing you don’t already know. It was her mother’s voice, steady in her ear. They have no power, remember that. They can’t reveal any secrets or dictate the future. All they can do is show you what you already know.
“I—you’re welcome,” she managed at last, and took a hesitant step forwards into the room.It was so tedious to read, I kept shouting at her in my head to just spit it out already.
“I, well, yes,” Hal said.
“Although I didn’t know, I mean, I didn’t bring—”
“I—no—” she managed faintly.
But, Unc—” She stumbled over the word, unable to make herself articulate it, and began again: “Look, there’s something I must—”
Why had he said that? It was so uncomfortably close to her own speculations that she had not been able to find a reply—and had only gaped, and then left the room hurriedly, hiding her shock. Did he know something? Had he and [other character] been talking? Hal . . . found herself wondering about how much [the two characters] really knew.All this, over a completely common saying. My eyes rolled so hard.
“Seven for a secret, never to be told.”
“One for Joy. One for love. One for the future.”
“Never believe your own lies…”