Celie concentrated a little more now. Finally, she shook her head. “No. Nothing. But I might have to focus more.”
Andrew put in, “It’s not likely you’ll see much here. The fact that these people are out in public probably means they’ve worked through their issues. You’d probably see more among the recluses.”
“Right. And simple sadness does not require outside instigation,” Cory added.
“Wait a minute!” Celie rasped. “I see a woman about three tables away. She’s sitting with a group of friends, I guess. All of them are laughing, but she just sits there looking sad. I could almost swear there’s some pillow-like thing stuck to her neck.” Suddenly, Celie sank in her seat. “Oh God, she caught me looking at her.”
“There’s no crime in looking,” Cory said.
“I can’t look back. It’s just not rig
