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Kissing Kate
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Author: Lauren Myracle
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back and found a chart indicating what color candle you should burn to achieve spiritual harmony. It had to do with when you were born. If you were born in January, your candle color was midnight blue, and if you were born in April, like Kate, your candle color was dusty rose. I was born in October, and according to the chart, my birth candle was brown. Not black, a Halloween-y color that at least had drama, but brown. I didn’t know candles even came in brown.
    I reshelved the candle book and moved farther down the aisle. Aroma therapy, past-life regression, astral projection . . .
    Hmm. I’d heard of astral projection; it had to do with letting your spirit leave your body and go floating around the universe. As a concept, it had potential—talk about a great way to escape your problems. But the book I pulled out bugged me. On the cover a dreamy-looking woman lay face up in a field, while her astral self rose gently from her body. That part I could handle. What bothered me was the fact that her astral self was naked, but her physical self was wearing a peach leotard. It made no sense.
    I glanced around, suddenly embarrassed to be here. The only other woman in this section wore a flowing shirt and a crystal necklace, and yes, that was definitely patchouli I smelled. I put back the book on astral projection and was heading for the exit when the title of a light blue paperback caught my eye. It was called Lucid Dreaming: The Power of Being Awake and Aware in Your Dreams. I tugged it free. The notes on the back said the author was a professor at Stanford, that he worked in something called a “sleep research center.”
    I paused. Placing too much importance on dreams was awfully New Age-y, but the author of this book had a Ph.D. The cover photo showed him wearing a white lab coat and glasses. I turned to the first chapter and scanned the page.
    “Being ‘awake in your dreams’ provides the opportunity for unique and compelling adventures rarely surpassed elsewhere in life,” I read. “Yet adventure may prove to be the least important of a variety of reasons to cultivate the skill of lucid dreaming. For example, lucid dreaming has considerable potential for promoting personal growth and self-development, enhancing self-confidence, improving mental and physical health, facilitating creative problem-solving, and helping you to progress on the path to self-mastery.”
    I weighed the book in my hand, then thought, What the hell, and strode to the cash register. I felt silly as the guy behind the counter read the title, but I hugged my arms across my chest and tried to act nonchalant.
    “Here you go,” he said, passing me the book with the receipt stuck inside. He tapped his fingers against the counter. “Dreams, huh? Does it tell you how to interpret them? Because I had one a couple of nights ago that was absolutely wild.”
    He wanted me to ask about it, I could tell, but I smiled noncommittally and headed for the door.

CHAPTER 4
    DARLIN DUPRIEST, THE WOMAN WHO RAN Entrées on Trays, met me at the door when I showed up at 5:15. I’d come straight from the bookstore, and I was a little early.
    “My dear,” she said, placing her hand on her chest. “Don’t you look fabulous.”
    I blushed. Darlin was always fussing over me, complimenting my outfit or brushing lint off my shirt. Usually I liked it, even if I acted like I didn’t, but this time my embarrassment was real. I looked nowhere near fabulous, not with my shorn hair.
    “I have wonderful news,” she said, pulling me inside. “I’ve finally hired a second driver, and she is such a doll.”
    “That’s great,” I said. For about a month now I’d been doing all the Saturday night deliveries myself, ever since Harold Schwartz fell in love with a girl named Tina and decided to work only on Fridays. I’d miss the extra tips, but Saturday was the busiest night of the weekend, which was why I’d been hired in the first place. Having a second driver again would
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