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told her dutifully.
    “Good answer,” she said, fighting back a grin.
    “So you’ll let me come?”
    “Lucy, you’re killing me here,” she moaned, but I could tell she wasn’t really angry.
    “Please?”
    She thought a minute, but then shook her head. “Look, Luce, I don’t want to spring you on Mama Legba again, so not this time. But I’ll ask her about next time. I could ask her about dreams, if you want me to?” she offered.
    It was going to have to be good enough. I tried to smile brightly at her. “Sure. That would be great. I really appreciate it.”
    “And even if she doesn’t want to include you in the lessons, y’all still have to come to St. John’s Eve this weekend. You can always talk to her there, okay?”
    “Okay, fine. Just be sure to ask Mama Legba more about dreams.”
    “Anything specific?”
    I hesitated. “Yeah,” I said after a moment. If Mama Legba wouldn’t see me, I might have only this one chance. As vivid and enchanting as the dream about Alex had been, it probably wasn’t anything more than my subconscious’s understandable fantasy about a guy I’d been thinking about a little too much. It wasn’t really disturbing , not in the way the Dream was. If I only had one question, I knew what it had to be.
    “Ask her about reoccurring dreams,” I told Chloe. “See if she knows if there’s a way to tell whether they’re about the past or the future.”
    Chloe raised a brow. “You’re not talking about the dream you had about this Alex, are you?”
    I shook my head. “No. That one’s more recent. The other one … ” I didn’t know how to finish.
    “How long have you been having it?”
    “For as long as I can remember.” I tried to suppress a shudder at the thought of those cold waters, but Chloe noticed it.
    “It must be one heck of a dream.”
    “Something like that.”
    “Look, I’m late.” She’d finished pulling on her regular clothes, and I walked her out to her car. “I’ll ask Mama for you, but I can’t promise anything. She seems to have a mind of her own when it comes to our lessons and what she’s willing to talk about.”
    “I owe you,” I told her.
    “Damn straight,” she said as she got into her car. Chrome flashed in the sunlight as she closed the heavy steel door and drove off.
    As her car kicked up a cloud of red dust tearing down the oak-lined drive and through the ornate gates to the main road, I wondered if I’d asked the wrong question. I wondered what the right one would have been.

    Not much later, as I was sitting on the front steps of the employees’ dorm thinking about the way that Alex had found his way into my dreams, Piers came around the corner of the building.
    “Hey, Luce. How goes it?” he asked, tucking his hands into his pockets.
    “It goes.”
    “That good, huh?”
    I shrugged.
    “Hey, have you seen Chloe? I thought I’d surprise her with some good news, but I don’t see her around anywhere.”
    “You just missed her. She was heading into the city.”
    His looked disappointed. “Mama Legba?”
    I nodded.
    “Did you get to talk to her last week?” he asked me as he leaned against the porch railing.
    “Yeah.”
    “And? What did you think?”
    “She seems okay. A little intense maybe, but she doesn’t seem dangerous.”
    Piers frowned. “Sometimes the most dangerous things out there seem like the most innocent. One thing I’ve learned is when people start dabbling in the occult, you can’t be too careful. I’m not sure Chloe understands that yet.” His tone had a seriousness to it that made me think there was something he wasn’t saying.
    “So … what’s your good news? Or do you want to save it to tell Chloe first?”
    “No, it’s nothing like that. I just wanted to let her know your dad gave me a job with the university’s team at Le Ciel this summer.”
    “That’s great! Are they going to suit you up in the whole three-piece costume the guys around here wear?”
    He laughed. “No, I got