They couldn’t prove she actually did it, which was why she received an expulsion instead of a murder charge, but there was no doubt among the faculty that she was responsible. Soelle told me she didn’t care if they kicked her out or put her in jail. She just wanted her tarot cards back. * * * At dinner that night I asked her if she wanted to talk about it. Our parents should have been the ones dealing with this, but we hadn’t seen them in four years. “Talk about what?” Soelle snapped. “Tara Denton is such a baby. I read her cards wrong on purpose. She wasn’t really going to die!” “But she did die,” I pointed out. “Yeah, because she ran in front of a bus.” “So you did predict her death.” Soelle tilted her head to the side and gave me a long-suffering look, as if she was the older sibling and I was the younger.
