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“I know you don’t. But would you agree there’s mystery and intrigue in things you don’t understand?” She frowned. “Everything can be explained in some way or another. Action and reaction. Science. Magic isn’t real.” “You’re uncomfortable leaving a stone unturned. You don’t want to believe in magic.” “Because I take comfort in what’s real.” “Because that doesn’t require faith,” I noted. “I have faith. Faith in facts.” A smile brushed my lips. “Faith is believing despite the fact. And I’d argue that not all facts are black and white. You have faith in your friends, but there aren’t a set of rules that you apply to your relationship with them.” “Our friendship is founded on respect and trust.” “Which were built with time, attachment, and evidence. But don’t you think there’s something
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