Afton had barely glanced at the selections as a tingle of apprehension radiated from her stomach and worked throughout her system. She had no idea why since she no longer possessed divining powers. Yet, she knew something major would happen soon.
The moment she spotted the dark, layered bob she knew whose head it belonged to. Regine Harris Frazier came into view, wearing a hideous cowl dress of lime green taffeta. Trying to glance above the diners at the neighboring tables, Afton followed Regine's head until another head appeared behind her, this one with softly burnished, nutmeg hair. Afton's heart skipped a beat. She knew that head and that hair anywhere.
When McKenzie Barrett came into view she couldn't help but stare. He looked so handsome and sophisticated this evening in a
