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afternoon,” she announced. “In fact, if there’s anything here you’d like, you’re more than welcome to it. I’d say we wear the same size.”
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    â€œI thought you went in there to banish a curse. How did you manage to go shopping too?” Irma stared at Jazz exiting the house loaded down with clothing on hangers and shopping bags dangling from each arm. In no time, Jazz had the trunk filled so she dumped several bags piled high with shoe boxes in Irma’s lap. They promptly fell to the seat.
    â€œThe woman owned never-worn Jimmy Choos and Manolos to die for and now they’re all mine,” Jazz announced starting up the car. “Along with some choice Prada and Kate Spade bags,” she said with a reverential sigh, glancing at the bags in the passenger seat. “And the clothes,” she sighed, “she’s my size.”
    â€œWhy would she give you all of these?” Irma peered inside the bags that rested through her ample bosom.
    â€œShe’s redoing her closet. Among other things.” Jazz thought of the woman who wasted no time taking charge of her life. She guessed that ole “King” Cole would be in for quite a few surprises when he got home to his castle that night. Especially since when she left the house Patrice was already on the phone with the home security agency requesting someone change all the security codes and locks. She also had put a call in to her attorney. Jazz doubted Cole would be staying at any five-star hotels anytime soon.
    â€œShe gave you all this used clothing instead of paying you?” Irma wrinkled her nose.
    Jazz thought of the very nice check tucked in her jacket pocket that she’d be depositing in the bank before she headed home with her loot. “Oh, I got that too. The woman is a saint.” She started up the engine and took off with the radio blaring Wayne Newton. “Not the station I had it set to,” she said with a scowl.
    â€œI had to have something to do while you were in there being given new clothes and...” she leaned over and sniffed, “eating chocolate when you know very well I sat out here with nothing to do.”
    â€œThen don’t come with me next time.” She briefly toyed with the idea of coaxing Irma to ride along with Krebs in his hot Porsche. Since she could finally leave the T-Bird there was no reason why Irma couldn’t go to any car she chose.
    â€œEven if I can leave, I’m so used to this seat that it’s not easy to always exit the car. There’s times I feel as if I’m still cursed to stay in the car,” Irma argued.
    â€œDon’t say that! It makes it sound like I’m still cursed with you and I thought we’d taken care of that.” Jazz zipped down the road, eager to sort through her new wardrobe. She wondered what Nick would think of a little black strapless number that was perfect for the dance floor.
    Then there were all those La Perla scraps of silk and lace. She had never owned lingerie that exquisite and she knew Nick would appreciate them even more than she did.
    She would just have to make sure he didn’t try to rip them off her. Lusty vampires were so hard on clothing.
    ***
    Wearing cocoa brown yoga pants and a gold-colored crop-top that revealed more than it covered, Jazz sat barefoot and cross-legged on the carpet, gazing at everything she had laid out on a purple silk cloth. She had arisen that morning with the intention of doing anything it took to stop whatever troubled her sleep.
    â€œNo more bad dreams,” she murmured, picking up a purple bag and adding a mixture of mugwort, lemonbalm, lavender, chamomile, and valerian. Before she pulled the drawstring tight she added a milky blue moonstone. “Sweet dreams each night. Sleep well and tight.” She thought of the unsettling nights she’d been having. “Because I say so, damn it!”
    Not about to stop there, she flattened her