SMACIN GRACEFULL TEAM Ace of Pentacles (Suspence Filled Story)Written By: Deidra Lovegren It’s easier with the drunk girls—especially the loud-mouthed ones who travel in packs. Dressed in sparkly tops, short skirts, and wobbly heels, they wear “Bride To Be” paper tiaras or “Nifty-to-Be-Fifty” ballcaps. ADVERTISEMENT On weekends, I expect them after the bars close. They burst through my door, tittering, eyeing the darkened reading room with glassy cows eyes. They half expect a fallen angel or an imp to peek out from behind the beaded curtains. But it’s just me here—and the cards. “We’re here for the $20 special,” they bleat. My smile doesn’t reach my eyes. I know what they want—otherworldly comfort. So I give it to them, my eyes dark, rimmed in kohl, unblinking. I hold their gaze with an authority they’d rather not question. Yes, your boyfriend-ex-boyfriend-fian