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“Positive.”
     The card rose about an inch above my hand, twirled then slowly descended.
    “Whoa.” I set the card on the table, my eyes fixed on it.
    “See my hands?” Mr. Linton raised his arms. “Watch her, too, because the lights are about to go off.”
    Her hands shot up as the lights dimmed.
    The hairs on the back of my neck stood. It had to be a setup. “How do I know a third person isn’t here working the lights?”
    Fawn sighed. “Stand up and check your chair for cables. It’s going for a ride.”
    To make certain the chair wasn’t connected to anything, I ran my hands around it.
    “Step aside.” She motioned me away.
    As I backed up, the chair flew into the air and floated along the ceiling. Then it returned to hover over me.
    I stared at the chair, slack-jawed, as it wafted down like a mere speck of dust. Then I checked for wire again.
    “You’ll be able to do it too, you know.” Fawn held out her hand for the card.
    I returned the card that had twirled over my palm moments ago. Maybe they were right. I’d always thought telekinesis and telepathy were impossible. I could see now that they weren’t. Maybe I was wrong about me too. Could I do what she did?
    My veins hummed in anticipation.
    “Okaaay. So, you can see my thoughts, in 3D and everything, huh?” They probably got a nice visual when I checked out Hayden’s butt earlier. My cheeks warmed.
    “He’s attracted to you too, you know.” Fawn mashed her lips together as though Hayden’s visuals caused her mental pain.
    I couldn’t blame her for being disgusted by whatever pictures she’d plucked from Hayden’s head. But they had to have picked my brain too. I swallowed as another swell of heat rushed into my cheeks.
    Mr. Linton smiled. “By the visual that Hayden conjured of you , Fawn, Tessa probably shouldn’t read much into it.”
    I could’ve figured that out for myself.
    “Don’t remind me.” She whipped out a deck of cards and handed them to me. “Make sure it’s a real deck. I’ll show you some simple things you can do.”
    Four different suits whooshed past my eyes as I fanned the cards. Just like the deck I’d played with at home. I handed them back.
    Fawn shuffled a few rounds, then laid a card face down, keeping her fingertips over it so the card stayed put. “The way to bring out your power is not to think, which is the opposite of what we’re taught from birth. I’m going to ask you a question and you’re going to tell me the first thing that pops into your head. The very first thing. No thinking allowed. Got it?”
    I nodded.
    “This card, is it a red suit or black?”
    “Black.”
    She grinned and turned the card over, revealing a two of clubs.
    My stomach did a little flip.
    “This next one is a face card. Which one?”
    A picture jumped in my head and certainty filled me. “King. It’s a king of diamonds.”
     “Very good. Do you want to see?”
    I reached over and turned the card. King of diamonds. If this were a scam, how could they know ahead of time what I’d think in order to put that card there?
    They couldn’t.
    Chills skated up my spine.
    “Quick.” She snapped her fingers. “What color is the pen in my pocket?”
    “Silver.” I couldn’t imagine where the images came from. She asked the questions and a picture magically appeared. Weird.
    Fawn fished in her jacket pocket, bringing out a silver pen. She held it out in ta-da form, then searched her pocket again for a thin stack of photos. “Very good. What color car do I drive?”
    I wiped my sweaty hands on my jeans and inhaled slowly. “Red. A Porsche.”
    She held out a picture of her standing in front of a red Porsche.
    A thrill ran through me. But... “Maybe I didn’t really see any of that for myself. Maybe I only saw the images from you .”
    Fawn chuckled. “In which case, you’re still mind reading. Either way proves you have abilities. You’re a witch, Tessa.”
    A witch. My breath hitched.
    “Is that enough?”