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"No,else"

Sister Walker nodded slowly "All right, then Meain?"

"Seventeen"

"Seventeen," Sister Walker said, as if it ine what that would be "And have you ever been able to read cards like Isaiah? Anything like that?"

Memphis wasn’t sure if Sister Walker knew about his past as a healer They’d never discussed it, and he couldn’t see the sense in telling her now It wasn’t the saone "No, ifts went to Isaiah," he said without bitterness, just as a statement of fact "Thank you for the cookie"

Sister Walker laughed "Memphis, it doesn’t take a Diviner to tell me you didn’t like that cookie one bit"

"Just not very hungry, h he was pretty sure Sister Walker could see through that, too

Back in the dining room, Meoing, Shrimpy"

"Isaiah," Sister Walker called "You been having any interesting dreaave Memphis a surreptitious wink

"Yes,you ever seen, and it let me ride on its back--just ave Me to worry about "Well, it’s a shaive you a ride hoet your book, now"

She handed Isaiah the book and gave his narrow shoulders a gentle squeeze Isaiah took her hands in his and looked up at her in worry "You should be careful with that chair, Sister"

"What chair is that?"