Disclaimer: No I don't own the Covenant. Or Crow Haven Corner. It's a real store in Salem. And it really is the first witch store. And it really is on Essex Street.
A/N: The song for this chapter is 'Caribbean Blue' by Enya. I think it has a very spiritual feel to it. I play Enya when I meditate. It's on YouTube. Thanks for the reviews. And I was reading a few Covenant fics last night and I think people should know this. Describing Caleb, Reid, Tyler and Pogue as warlocks is wrong. A warlock is a term that generally describes someone like Chase, who uses black magic i.e. with the intent to harm. Describing them as wizards would be more accurate. I know it sounds kind of Harry Potter, but if you went up to a Wiccan male and referred to him as a warlock, he'd probably be offended.
Wild Pagan Heart by Cara Mascara
Chapter 10: Palmistry
"Hell, Crow Haven Corner. This is Deanna speaking."
"Dee? It's Lux."
"Oh, hey what's up?"
"I'm not sure. That's why I called. Ever heard of the Sons of Ipswich?"
"Besides from you… nope."
"Damn… can you do me a favor and go through the books in the store and see what you can find out about Ipswich witches?" Deanna, her mother and I run a shop on Essex Street in Salem. It was the first witch shop. Deanna grandmother and mine opened it when they were young, cashing in on tourists and teaching people that Wicca isn't devil worship. We all do readings as well. I only work there when I'm not at school though. Deanna goes to night school to get her GED. She was never really big on her studies.
"Seriously…?""Yeah, I think we definitely might have some wizards on our hands."
"Wow… alright. I'll get right on it! But I have a lot of readings this week, so I don't know how much I'll get done."
"Alright. I'm going to look around the library. But I'm coming home next weekend."
"Awesome. I'll call you if I find anything really interesting,""Bye."
"Blessed be," she said and hung up. I put my phone in my bag and headed for the picnic tables. I told Reid I'd meet him there for lunch. I think I'm starting to get a really strange, and really wrong, crush on him. And if I'm admitting it to myself… that must be the case.
"Hey," I said as I sat at a lunch table with Reid and Caleb. They were sitting on a table under a big oak tree.
"Hey," Reid greeted and smirked up at me. I smiled at Caleb and he returned it.
"I'll leave you two alone. See you at practice," he said to Reid. "Bye Lux." Caleb walked off, being met halfway by an approaching Sarah. She waved at me and then they headed in the direction of the cafeteria.
"So…" I said awkwardly. It's different when we're drunk. We can be alone when we're drunk and have no problems talking to each other. And when we fight, it's not awkward because we're too busy arguing.
"What are you doing for the Fall Fest?" he asked. It was pretty much a homecoming dance.
I made a face. "Nothing."
"You're coming with me then," he smirked and popped a potato chip in his mouth.
"No, I mean nothing as in not going. I hate school dances," I said, remembering the only time I had ever been to one at Spenser. It was with… ugh, Pogue… in the winter. Boring as hell.
"That's cause you've never been with me," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I raised my eyebrows at him and shook my head.
"You're so full of yourself," I laughed, shoving his shoulder.
"You could be full… of me," he grinned. What a pervert!
"Gross!"
"Hey!" he exclaimed, offended.
"Fine… I'll go. But you owe me."
"I'll give you anything you want sweetheart," he winked.
"Is that all you think about?" I asked, already well aware the answer was yes.
"I'm a seventeen year old with raging hormones and a penis. What do you expect?"
"Valid point."
"Wanna go get some food?" he asked, swinging his legs over the bench and standing up.
"Sure," I replied and followed suit, walking off to the cafeteria with Reid. I can't believe this. A few weeks ago I couldn't stand to be within 20 feet of him and now we were… friends? Is that right? I'm not even sure what's going on.
"Wanna go to Nicky's Saturday night?" Reid asked. He, Mel, Tyler and I were all sitting in he and Tyler's room after their swim practice.
"Can't. I'm going home for the weekend," I answered.
"Why?" he asked.
"I'm going to do some readings. Make a little extra cash."
"You do readings? Do mine," he challenged, giving me a disbelieving look.
"Fine. I'll do a palm reading. Give me your dominant hand," I instructed, sitting cross-legged on his bed. He rolled his eyes and gave me his right hand.
"Well, you certainly have a fire-hand," I observed. Not surprising.
"What?"
"Well, you have short fingers and a rectangular palm. Your skin is pinkish and you have a lot of lines. And your hands are strong and a bit tense. It means you're creative, ambitious and energetic, but you're short tempered. Which you definitely are." I smirked at him and he just scowled. "Anyway, This right here is your heart line. It's starts here with your youth and ends with your old age. The middle is adult. Right up here it breaks. That means in your youth you have many love interests, but aren't happy with any of them," I raised an eyebrow at him Sounded like Reid. Man-whore.
"Keep going," he urged me.
"Yeah well, after the break there's a line going up which means happiness, but then there's one going down, which means disappointment. Then there's more lines going up. So you'll be happy with your love life, but it will go downhill. But then you'll be happy in it again I guess." This was starting to make me feel uncomfortable. Time to get away from the heart line.
"No more relationship crap. Tell me if I'm gonna be famous," he grinned.
"This is your head line. It's separated from your life line so that indicates you're adventurous." Big surprise. If it was connected to the life line it would mean his mind rules over his body. As if. "And it's short, so that means you think with your body more than your mind. These waves mean you have a short attention span-"
"I do not!" Bull shit.
"I'm just telling you what it says!" I snapped.
"Fine… sorry."
"It's fused with the heart line so that means you can't tell what is desire and what is thought. And it also means you rush into things. It's called a simian crease. That break right there… it means you're going to change the way you think… it might even mean you'll have some kind of breakdown."
Everyone was silent. I cleared my throat. "These little lines passing through represent major life decisions. You've got a pretty big angle between your life line and head line. That's good luck." I smiled up at him and he cracked a half-smile back at me.
"Anyway the life line. It's long, so you'll be healthy. And it swoops so that means you show strength and will have an improved love life. These little lines right here crossing through mean danger," I warned. If this reading was true, danger was ahead for him soon because they were in the youth area of his life line. "But this square means protection… and maybe a turning point in your life. These lines coming down from the life line show wasting of energy." I noticed Tyler give him 'a look' out of the corner of my eye.
"Want me to keep going?" I asked. I'd covered the major lines.
"Yeah."
"Okay, you don't have a health line, but that's a good thing. It means you'll be healthy. This is the fate line. These lines crossing through it mean your destiny will be opposed by others and these breaks show a period where your life won't flow so smoothly. This is the fame line."
"Yes, the good stuff."
"It's pretty strong, so you'll be successful. And this line right here means you're manipulative." I looked up at him questionably. He just shrugged. "This is the money line… you'll still be rich. And this… is the sex line. Looks like you'll have a good sex life."
"Nice."
"That's it unless you want me to charge you."
"Can I have a happy ending?" he grinned.
"Ass," I laughed and pushed him backwards off the bed and onto the floor. We all cracked up… except for Reid.
A/N: I know this chapter was boring but I usually stop writing when I hit the seventh page on Microsoft Word. So that's it. But it gives you a look into Reid's future. And the palmistry stuff is all real. I taught myself how to read palms last eyar. I almost made Lux do Tarot, bu I'm still working on learning it and I thought palmistry would be easier to write about. Anyway, I might not be writing for the next 2 days. A woman I worked with at the horse track in Boston passed away so I'll be at her funeral Wednesday morning, which means I can't stay up till 5 AM writing because we leave for the track at 6 and after training the horses we're going to the funeral. And tomorrow and Thursday I'm going to Club HELL in Providence to be an extra in the movie '27 Dresses' with James Marsden an that Katherine Higel girl from Grey's Anatomy. I'm pretty stoked. And Wednesday night I'll probably spend some time with my boyfriend. I don't know how long the filming for the movie will be, so I may or may not post something before Thursday.