“What does that mean?" Ava asked, staring warily at the nine cards that were gently floating in the space between herself and the witch.
“Are they bad?”
Marnie stared at the cards, engrossed in some hidden meaning that Ava was unable to ascertain, “The cards are neither good nor bad, Were-girl. They’re just an interpretation of events happening around you that you may or may not consciously understand.”
“Then why do you look so concerned?” She questioned.
“Because the story these cards are telling suggests that there’s a lot more left unspoken than I’d originally thought.” Marnie’s eyes shifted from the cards to Ava, “Whatever it is you’ve got going on, I highly doubt it’s going to be sorted out today.”
Ava sighed, “What will this tell me, then?”
Marnie shrugged,
