“While he slept,” Toni said, “I consulted the Tarot.” Steph sighed. Toni handed her a card, the Ten of Swords—a man on the ground, ten swords sticking out of his back. “That’s pleasant.” “Your half-siblings are working through some trauma,” Toni said. Who the hell wasn’t? Steph returned the card. “And it’s not your run-of-the-mill trauma,” Toni continued. She placed the card in the middle of the deck and shuffled. “It’s big-time stuff. In fact, the whole spread told the story of wounded people.” “Come on, Toni,” Steph said. “All I’m saying is, pay attention,” Toni said. “Wounded people wound.”
Woah
