Chapter 16

“So where am I going? Your house or mine?”

Calvin squeezed Paul’s thigh. “Let’s go to yours,” he said, moving his hand to Paul’s crotch. “It’s closer and I want to take you back in time.” 6

Paul made the appointment with the psychic for the following Saturday morning. He’d stayed at Calvin’s house the night before, so they left from there.

“Where does she live?” asked Calvin.

“Out in the hills,” said Paul. The hills bordered the eastern edge of the city. There, blocks of land were prized for their large size, for the acres of bushland they encompassed, and for their views of the city and the ocean beyond. “I hope I don’t get lost. It looks like it’s out in the middle of nowhere. I Googled the address, so I have a rough idea of where I’m going.”

“At least if you get lost and we’re late, Madam Zara will know all about it.”

Paul laughed. “Her name’s Alison, and she sounds like a perfectly nice lady.”

“Just teasing.”