“We can’t anymore. The psychic said that it was the end of the road for us and Grandma May, so there won’t be future meetings. The psychic told us not to look for him, and even if we did track him down, he wouldn’t meet us. These clairvoyants play by the book, and it’s all about timing.”

Stacy sighed. “I guess it’s a waiting game now.”

She wondered and pined for the day she would meet her future daughter-in-law.

“The brat could at least start the search or something, but he doesn’t seem to