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Gifted with the rare ability to lift revenge curses, Southern unsophisticate Elzetta Swan’s trendy new life is threatened and the hallelujah hankering she’s formed for the most unlikeliest of men could create a vengeful rage all her own.

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    Southern unsophisticate Elzetta Swan has gained the ability to see auras and the more lucrative ability to clean revenge curses from those auras. Embracing the gift faster than grass through a goose, Elzetta is about to finish her first year as a legally licensed bodywasher with a trendy new lifestyle and a countrified inner child that’s skipping all the way to the bank. But when a routine cleansing suddenly turns ugly, she begins to wonder if a powerful invoker has come to town—one who’s hooked on the rush of setting particularly nasty curses.

     

    As Elzetta attempts to track down the culprit, she faces two fateful confrontations. Each will threaten her trendy new life and the hallelujah hankering she’s formed for the unlikeliest of urban white knights, but together those confrontations could do much worse. They could create in Elzetta a vengeful rage all her own.

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    Curse Me Not - print

    Curse Me Not - print

    Gifted with the rare ability to lift revenge curses, Southern unsophisticate Elzetta Swan’s trendy new life is threatened and the hallelujah hankering she’s formed for the most unlikeliest of men could create a vengeful rage all her own.

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    Frustration became a bad taste in my mouth, as did disappointment. I’d sent Cal and his police buddies on a stupid, stupid goose chase and for what?

    I thought of Book’s hostile and near-anorexic face and poor Miss Patrice in her nightgown and robe. I had cleansed a major curse when it should have been a minor one. I had seen a glimpse of something deadly in Book’s aura. While I’d never dealt with a saturated invoker before, I knew from my training Book could seriously hurt someone with his curses. He’d definitely hurt himself.

    Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. I couldn’t allow the police to dismiss this, but how could I convince them to continue the search?

    “Elzetta, is there something you can do as a bodywasher?” Cal asked. “That is, since you work with auras, maybe you can pick up something from this room you can use to track him.”

    With sad resignation I re-opened my eyes. “Gentlemen, I’m not a psychic. I’m not clairvoyant or precognitive, and I’m definitely not an auravestigist which is exactly what you’re asking for. I don’t even think people can do that ESP stuff, although I guess that must sound strange coming from me.”

    I found myself having to turn away from their scrutiny before I could continue. “I do see auras if the person is in front of me, however. I know what an aura looks like when it’s healthy, and I know what it looks like when a curse has been set on it. I know what an aura looks like at birth and at puberty. I even know what an aura looks like when a person is dying,” I said, remembering that last day with Mom over a year ago.

    With as much resolution as I could muster, I looked from Cal to his detective to Cal again. My eyes were starting to tear up, and I forced myself not to blink. “And I know, from what little I saw of his aura, Claude Book—heaven help him—is a very, very dangerous young man. Oh, I do so wish I could be of more help. I know this must seem like such a wasted effort.”

    I stared at Cal willing him to understand. His poker face was back, and the detective beside him no longer acted amused. I couldn’t tell if they really grasped my fears or if they thought I was wacko. If Griffin’s gentle, almost pitying, smile was any indication, I’d put my money on wacko.

    Finally, Cal turned toward the detective. “Dwayne, you want to pack up what we’re taking? I’ll walk Miz Swan to her car.”

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