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“Chris Evans,” Ellie murmured.

“Yesss…” Elizabeth pretended to gaze into the crystal ball, but was taken aback when the swirling colors coalesced into the figures of five men, each caught in a torrent whirling colored smoke and chaos as Ellie floated in front of each of them.

She blinked, jerking her gaze up…only to find Ellie staring at her.

“That is…weirdly specific,” the young woman said.

“It is, it is,” Elizabeth nodded, stifling a groan.

What have I done?
She was definitely in the “messing with the universe” territory, but now the deed was done. She needed to do something to fix any trouble she’d just caused.

There was a basket on a small shelf at the edge of the tent, and Elizabeth quickly turned to it. In the basket she found what she was looking for, a small jade pendant. Elizabeth hoped that the natural protection and healing qualities of the stone would keep Ellie, Chris, and the men she saw in her vision safe from harm.

“I would like to give you this charm, for your bracelet,” she said, handing Ellie the inexpensive jade orb, with a small hole through the middle attached to a small loop of silver wire.

Ellie smiled, but took the charm. “It’s pretty, but—why?”

This jade charm will bring you, and those you meet, luck, healing and love.” Elizabeth helped her slide it onto the bangle of her bracelet. “Wear it wherever you might meet Chris Evans…” She glanced back at the swirling crystal ball. “And for the next few weeks, wherever you go, true love will follow. You do this, yes? You do this.”

Ellie blinked at Elizabeth’s sudden vehemence, but nodded quickly. “Yes—of course! I will. I promise.” She stood, admiring the jade stone. “Thank you.” She ducked back out of the tent, a smile on her pretty, cheerful face.

Elizabeth blew out a heavy sigh.
That…was close
. She normally didn’t tempt the universe so much.

Then she turned back to her table, to clear the space for the next reading…and stopped, transfixed by her “fake” crystal ball.

The power switch had never been flipped on.

But it was still glowing.

“Oh...dear,” Elizabeth murmured, her gaze shifting to the tent flap again. “What did I just set into motion?”