Lucky Streak (Lucky 2)

Amber nodded, enjoying the sound of the woman’s voice. “It’s for a man. My father-in-law, actually. I’m going to stay with him for a few days and I need a thank-you gift.”

“Since you’re here and not at the gift shop, I assume you don’t want to take the traditional route.” A mischievous smile twinkled in her eyes.

Amber laughed. “That’s right. My father-in-law is…different.” She chose her word carefully.

“We’re all different.” Clara spoke with what seemed like wisdom beyond her years. Amber judged her to be in her midfifties, like Edward.

Amber nodded, acknowledging the other woman’s point. “He’s a loner by choice and he believes in curses. One specific curse to be exact. He’s explored voodoo and claims to ward off evil spirits,” Amber explained. “I’d like to bring him something that says I respect his beliefs.”

What she really wanted was to get closer to Edward and maybe help father and son gain a better understanding of each other while they still had the chance. She knew too well how quickly those you loved could be taken away from you.

“If he fears a curse, he’d be happiest when surrounded by positive energy.”

“That makes sense. I’m Amber, by the way.” She extended her hand for Clara to take.

They shook in greeting. “Amber. Pretty name.”

Amber smiled. “Thank you. My mother chose it,” she said wistfully.

“I’m sorry she’s passed.”

Amber raised an eyebrow in surprise. How did Clara know?

Still, Amber inclined her head. “Thank you.”

“What’s your full name, Amber?”

“Amber Rose…Corwin.” She used her newly married name out loud for the firs time. It seemed strange on her lips.

“Corwin as in the Stewart Corwins,” Clara said knowingly.

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bsp; “How do you—”

“You told me your father-in-law is a loner who believes in curses. The Corwin curse is well-known in these parts. Any male with that last name has a rich history of tragedy behind him,” Clara said, her gaze warm and unnervingly understanding.

Amber was surprised that the Corwin curse seemed to be common knowledge outside of the Corwin family. Apparently it held power over more people than just Edward. “Do tell. I’m new to the area and to the family.”

Somehow, asking Clara about her new relative didn’t seem odd. And if she was going to be able to help Edward, she needed to know what she was up against.

Clara nodded. “This will take some time. Let me make us tea first.”

A few minutes later, Amber was sitting across from Clara at a small corner table she hadn’t noticed earlier.

Over orange-scented tea, Clara explained the legend of the Corwin curse. Her description matched Mike’s, but she elaborated more on the way in which the current generations in the town of Perkins, which was a mere two miles from Clara’s store, had perpetuated the myth by illegal, as well as immoral means. Both Stewart and Perkins were still recovering from former mayor Mary Perkins’s so-called reign of terror.

“Now, I’m not saying the curse is real. And I’m not saying it’s not. But Edward Corwin’s attempts to ward off bad spirits make sense. He just needs to use more positive forces than negative ones. That’s the purpose of my business here. To help people do right by others.”

Amber smiled. “Thank you for sharing this with me. I feel a little more prepared now.” She enjoyed the other woman’s openness and warmth. “This is all fascinating,” she offered, spreading her arms wide and gesturing to the store, as well as the story.

“It’s Wiccan belief, honey. My mother taught it to me. ‘An It Harm None, Do What Ye Will.’ Translated, it means as long as you don’t do anything that will hurt anyone, it is allowed.” She paused to sip her tea and Amber did the same. “Sounds to me that’s what your father-in-law needs. Some good around him.”

“Oh, I agree. That and people who care. He’s been alone too long.”

Clara patted Amber’s hand. “You’re wise for one so young. If only all people were as accepting and understanding as you, I wouldn’t be going out of business.”

“Going out of business? Why?” To Amber, the woman’s generous spirit was as obvious as the pleasure she took in her beliefs. Why would she close up shop?