Black-Eyed Moon (A Guinan Jones Paranormal Mystery #1) Read Online Free

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    "I don't see what the big deal is," she said. "Mrs. Lucas and her husband were getting a divorce."
    "Just because they were separated doesn't mean they were getting a divorce," Zeke said. His eyes darted in my direction.
    She took another bite and gestured. "Duh, that's usually the first step."
    Zeke wiped his hands on a napkin and inclined his head at Dean. "Sometimes things work out."
    We all looked at Dean, who flushed slightly. "My dad moved out for a few months last year. They worked things out."
    "I didn't know that," I said, surprised. In Ridg e Grove, everybody usually knew everybody's business. I glared at Zeke.
    "It's okay," Dean said. "It's private, but it's not some big secret."
    The four of us sat in silence for a moment. That morning we'd spent a couple hours hanging out in Chelsea. But we had to come back to Busby's to eat. Best hamburgers this side of the Mississippi. Or so my grandfather said.
    "Hey, Guinan," Tamzen said, shifting in her seat. "Did you pick up on any weird vibes at the boyfriend's place?"
    I shook my head. Most people in town knew about my presence at death scenes.
    Zeke snorted, and I cut my eyes at him. He stared at his empty plate and sipped his Mountain Dew.
    "I think that's so cool," Dean said. "You could make a lot of money doing that, you know."
    "I don't really like doing it. Besides, it's n ot like I can read the future. I think that's where the money is."
    "Have you tried?" Tamzen looked at me with wide eyes.
    I waited for everyone to laugh like it was a big joke, but the table was quiet. From the corner of my eye, I saw Dean staring at me. Zeke watched Tamzen like she'd lost her mind.
    "No, I haven't tried," I said. " I guess hearing the dead's final thoughts could lead to something. But reading emotions? It's like I'm invading people's privacy."
    "You are," Zeke said. We all looked at him. "Dean, do you want Guinan to sense exactly what you're feeling right now?"
    Dean shifted in his seat and gulped down the rest of his Sprite. Tamzen laughed.
    "It isn't normal," Zeke said. "I mean, sensing somebody's private feelings? Really, it's none of her business."
    "I can control it," I said. Before we'd fallen out, I'd told him exactly how my abilities worked and how I blocked emotions. "And I don't go around just reading people."
    Tamzen tossed her napkin on the table and turned toward him. "But let's say someone plans to commit murder." She raised her eyebrows and pointed at me. "She could save someone's life."
    "Good point," Dean said.
    A warm feeling filled my chest, and I relaxed a little.
    "She can make a lot money being a private investigator," Dean said. He stopped for a beat. "And I could be her manager."
    Tamzen let out a whoop and clapped. We went back and forth like this for a while, Zeke in the corner brooding and the rest of us coming up with money-making schemes.
    "What about this one," I said, getting into it. "I could become a consultant with the FBI or the CIA and charge a huge fee."
    "Awesome," Dean said.
    I smiled and nibbled on a cold French fry. While the others talked, my mind drifted. Zeke and I were thirteen and sitting on my front porch. Before I realized what I was doing, I was staring at his eyes. I sensed the fear behind them. A fear of loss. Abandonment. He'd told me before that his parents had been arguing a lot, and he thought they'd get a divorce.
    He'd seen the look on my face and demanded to know what I sensed. I told him, and he didn't speak to me for a week. We made up, but I "accidentally" read him again. That time, I sensed fear mixed with shame. I told him what I felt, and he told me to get out of his house.
    " I see that you still zone out in the middle of conversations." I startled and looked up at his frowning face. "Same old Guinan."
    My jaw clenched. "And why would I change?" He pretended not to hear me. "You're still the same old Zeke. Stubborn. Self-righteous."
    I heard Tamzen's sharp intake of breath. She looked from me to her