Chapter 70

"Yes my dear?"

"Riley's star chart is not why I am here!"

"Oh…I would have thought that was something you would want to do as early as possible…I mean he is already several weeks old you know…"

Jordan again interrupted her, "Yes, I know how old my son is! But I don't care about…I mean…if I get his chart done as soon as we deal with this other issue, could we please focus on that first?!"

"Well, I really think that you should do it now my dear…after all he isn't getting any younger you know…but if you have something else that you believe is more important…then perhaps we should look into that…why don't we go upstairs to my apartment and you can tell me all about it as we sit down over a cup of tea…"

"Ms Rose…" Jordan tried to keep herself from shouting at the woman by reminding herself that she had Riley in her arms. "I really don't have time for tea today, maybe when I come back to have Riley's chart done. What I needed from you today was more information on what you told my friend Nigel today at lunch. You told him something about clematis? I had to go and look it up on the internet because I didn't even know what it was. Why would you be sending me a message about a flower?"

"A flower?" Clara asked, looking totally perplexed.

"Clematis! The flower you told Nigel wasn't what it seemed!" exclaimed Jordan.

"Oh…was that why you came in…I thought if you weren't here to have the baby's chart done you might have wanted more information on that awful man that was the one that was pretending to be that handsome Navy Commander…you know neither one of them was a good choice for a father for your baby…now on the other hand that Navy Admiral…Whoa!...he would have been my choice!...what a hunk he was…too bad he was engaged to that no good woman…although I did predict that the engagement wouldn't last…I wonder if he is free yet…I might try and contact…"

"Ms Rose!"

"Oh I am sorry my dear…I do have the teeniest habit of rambling on…now what was it you wanted to know?...oh yes about that flower that is not what it should be…well I was not quite sure what that meant either but I got the message from my other side contact…well I guess after all these years I could call him a friend instead of just a contact…but believe you me that if he were still here I would be calling him much more than a friend…"

"Ms Roooose!" Jordan stretched out the woman's name in frustration.

"Oh yes…I am sorry once again…let's go to my reading room and I will consult the cars to see if we can find out any more." Clara toddled off to the tiny curtained alcove that she called her 'reading room' and Jordan had no choice but to follow her.

Forty five minutes later Jordan left the shop with a bunch of nonsense from the card reading filling her head. She had told Clara that she wanted to know about the flower warning she had given Nigel, but as she was shuffling the tarot cards all she could think about was what the future would hold for her family. As a result, the answers she got from the card were happiness, some minor ups and downs, and something about a princess of hearts entering their lives. She had finished putting Riley into his car seat and was about to turn the key in the ignition, when it hit her what that last part meant.

Jordan's hand went to her belly and she wondered if she was already expecting Woody's daughter, or if the message had just been something that would happen some time in the future. As conflicted as she was about the idea of having another baby so soon, Jordan still had no more information about Saturday and Palmer than she'd had when she'd gone into the shop.

Now the question was what, or how much of this news should she tell Woody? When she walked into the house she saw her husband packing a cooler with sandwiches. She raised her eyebrow at the amount and Woody protested, "You have to remember how that Marine eats! I even bought an extra thermos of coffee for the stakeout with Colonel Mackenzie. She loves her coffee!"

To be continued…