Meg tried to process everything she’d just learned. Katie had said she knew what Meg was. What else did she know? How did her ability work? Meg had so many questions she hadn’t gotten to ask, but she knew Katie had opened up more than she’d intended. Meg had recognized the sad detachment in her smile just before she left. Katie was shutting herself down to avoid the feelings of unease her admissions gave her. It was the emotion you had when you did something you regretted, but couldn"t change it or take it back.
Meg looked around the room at the thinning crowd. John was refilling his drink and munching on a chocolate macadamia nut cookie by the fruit platter. Grabbing a cookie of her own, she walked over to him. “How are you enjoying your party?” she asked casually.
“Exhausting,” he answ
