On the other hand, I mused as I harnessed Biscuit into the backseat of my car, as a vet who’d just arrived in town, Raela would naturally have some interest in the local shelter. And I already knew that Shea volunteered there. There really was nothing particularly woo-woo in either one showing up there. But when I arrived at the rear of my two shops a short while later and started getting Biscuit out of the backseat, I again had a sense of woo-woo-ness. My phone rang, and when I answered, it was Reed. “Sorry, Carrie, but I have to call off our dinner tonight. Gotta run now, but let’s reschedule for tomorrow, okay?” I had nothing in particular going on the next night, so I said yes. And then I wondered what the heck was wrong with my life, and its karma, that day.
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