GINGER
The day was uncharacteristically hot for so early in June. I was relieved once we made it inside the air-conditioned fortune-telling shop. Helena greeted us, passing her hand through her dark curls—well, greeted Tyce. I may as well have been invisible.
"Oh, hello there. You're back!" She smiled widely at him as she came around from behind the register.
"Hey," he replied, giving her a flashy smile. Although it absolutely should not have bothered me, it did. No, I was clearly just annoyed that she didn't even notice my existence even though I was a regular customer—that's all. It one hundred percent did not bother me that she was looking Tyce up and down and he was giving her a much bigger smile than he ever gave me. No, not at all.
"How long are you in town for? Do you have time
