Sure, I didn't weigh a hundred and ten pounds, but my narrow waist let me bend and I could break a man's neck with my kick.
This dress camouflaged the muscle, tricking the eye into seeing soft flesh where there was none. The trouble was, I wasn't sure I wanted to wear it today for Pat.
I touched the soft fabric and wished Anna would call. The phone rang.
I picked it up and heard Anna's voice say, "Hello."
"How do you do that?"
"What? Calling when you want to talk to me?" She sounded amused.
"Yes."
"Most clairvoyants are slightly emphatic, Alder. The empathy with the person serves as a bridge for the things we do. I've known you for a very long time—I remember when you were learning to walk—and I've formed a permanent bond. Think of it as being tuned to a certain radio station that's off-line most of the time."
I sipped my water. I knew she wouldn't mention the vision, unless I asked her about it and I didn't feel like asking.
"How's the investigation?"
