Ethan was out of his element and felt conflicted. He enjoyed the voyeuristic nature of his newly acquired ability, yet the unauthorized knowledge he was privileged to went against nature and, as such, should not be allowed to happen. To be exposed to others like that, to be read like an open book, would be devastating to Ethan. He felt a little guilty for peering into Cynthia’s private thoughts, but only a little.
Never before had he known a low vibration from a high one. He and Cynthia had never discussed her aspirations or disappointments, yet he knew. There was no question in his mind that what he perceived was accurate. He turned his attention to Lynn, the owner of the restaurant. She was in her usual flurry of focused activity, readying the staff and herself for the Friday night dinn
