Dedra sat at a table in the back of a small cafe, sipping at her coffee as she waited for Charlotte to arrive. The rest of the night had actually gone better than she had expected. Despite her fears, her husband didn't noticed anything different when he met her in the bedroom. The most he had asked was if she had done something to her hair.
She breathed a small sigh of relief when she saw her friend enter the cafe. Charlotte was dressed in a pair of black yoga pants and a blue, long-sleeved tunic, her dark hair, streaked with gray, was tied back in a ponytail. Dedra greeted Charlotte as she approached the table. "Glad you could make it."
"After what you said on the phone last night?" Charlotte asked. She pulled up a chair and sat. "You certainly caught my interest."
"Take a close look," Dedra gestured to her face as she set her coffee down. "Do you notice anything different? Anything strange?"
"About you?" Charlotte asked. She seemed to eye Dedra with scrutiny. "You don't really look different to me, no. But..."
Dedra leaned forward, hopeful. "But?"
"There's something about your aura," Charlotte said. "It feels...different, somehow. Like a shift has occurred." She reached out and put her hand on Dedra's. "And the events you told me about last night. They're all true? In the club and the alley?"
Dedra lowered her head, ashamed. "I'd...rather not talk about that again, but yes, everything I told you before is true. And I feel the urge to go back. It's stronger now than it was last night."
"So what should we do?" Charlotte asked.
"Come with me to the club." Dedra pleaded with her voice and her eyes. "If we go early, maybe you can, I don't know, read its own aura?"
Charlotte considered Dedra's plan, and gave Dedra's hand a comforting squeeze. "I'll do what I can to help."
"Oh, thank you." Dedra let out another deep breath. She wasn't sure how reliable Charlotte's aura sensing actually was; like her other friends, they just saw it as part of a fascination with new-age mumbo jumbo. But given what she had been through, maybe a little new-age mumbo jumbo was what she needed.
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