Free Through Indigo's Eyes by Tara Taylor Page B

pause for a moment. She was madly in love with a guy who cheated on her. I decided to go for it so I spit out, “Listen … I’m so sorry, Lacey, but I saw him with Amber McKinnon before it happened.”
    The phone went silent, although I could still hear her breathing. Then, very slowly, she said, “Before it happened?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œYou mean you saw it in one of your visions?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œWhen did you have this vision ?”
    â€œA few days before the party.”
    â€œSo why are you just telling me about it now?”
    â€œI don’t know.” I stumbled over my words. “I didn’t want to hurt you—”
    â€œHurt me? And what you’re doing now isn’t hurting me? Do you have proof? Besides your vision ?” Again she said the word like it was poisonous.
    â€œNot really. But at the party they were standing together, and Amber had her fingers in his belt loop.”
    â€œFor gawd’s sake, Indie! That is not making out. Burke and Amber went to the same elementary school. They’ve known each other for years, and they’re friends.”
    â€œShe looked like she wanted to be more than friends,” I said, not knowing what else to say. I’d really blown this.
    â€œThat’s Amber. She’s like that with every guy.”
    â€œI know. That’s my point.”
    â€œDid you see them together in real life ?” Her words were pointed and very sarcastic.
    â€œNot completely. But she was leaning on him, if you know what I mean.”
    â€œBurke would never, ever sleep with her, no matter how hard she tried to get him into bed.”
    â€œWhat if they just made out a bit?”
    She sucked in a sharp breath before she quickly said, “Made out a bit? Indie, making out is not standing beside each other. Well, maybe it is in your books, because you know nothing about guys. You’ve never even had a boyfriend.”
    Her words stung, but I was not going to react to the comment. “My vision was very real,” I mumbled.
    â€œReal? Are you freaking kidding me? You’ve lost your mind. Listen to me. Nothing—and I mean nothing —happened.” Her voice came out like static, clipped and purposeful.
    â€œI think something did happen,” I whispered.
    â€œYou think! What do you mean you think? You either know, or you don’t. And if you only think , then you don’t know.”
    â€œOkay,” I said. Confrontation was my worst enemy. I had told her, and now it was time to back off. Self-doubt crept into my mind. Maybe my vision was whacked. Maybe I was just a lunatic, like that Cayce guy. Did everything he saw come true?
    â€œYou know, Indie, I’ve always been your friend and never cared that you were different.”
    My stomach churned, and my hands started to shake. I had ruined the one true friendship I had. And for what? A stupid vision that may or may not be true.
    â€œWhat? Did you have so much fun at the party that now you want in and to hell with me? Is that it?” She threw her words at me. “Or do you want Burke now because he was nice enough to drive you home?”
    â€œNo!”
    â€œAre you sure?”
    â€œI don’t want Burke. He’s your boyfriend. Why would I want him?”
    â€œThat’s true, Indie. He is my boyfriend.”
    â€œHe’s going to hurt you.”
    She fell silent. It felt like an eternity.
    â€œI’m so sorry.” I could feel my throat closing in, making it hard to breathe. “Maybe my vision was wrong.”
    â€œIt was wrong. Totally wrong. You know, I had something really important to tell you tonight, and you’re the first person I wanted to tell, and now you’ve gone and wrecked my moment.”
    â€œYou can still tell me,” I said quietly.
    â€œI don’t want to, because you won’t be happy for me. Well, maybe I will anyway, just to prove how wrong you really