He snickered. "You're being sarcastic again, aren't you?"
Eve bussed his shoulder. "You betcha. I doubt this is an actual science. There are bound to be stuff that don't make sense. Now read."
She may not believe it, but yet she likes to heed every word. Ethan grabbed a deep breath.
"'Where do you get your strength from?'"
Eve hoisted her eyebrows. "Me? Why? Do you feel I should be tired?"
"No. That's the name of the next section."
"Oh." She whacked her forehead and giggled.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to hesitate. Read on."
Ethan proceeded. "'The Ace of Cups demonstrates that you're a relatively sentimental fellow. Your love for others hauls and drives you. You acquire strength from that bond.'"
Eve shook, but remained silent. Emotional? Power? Yeah, I've noticed him shiver with sentiment. But is that from love? It appeared more like pent-up desire.
