Mystique swallowed then spoke.
"Father, out of all due respect, are you sure that it is time for me to even try something like a mystical anything? I mean that I have not even seen Granny's items since she died. I never used them...."
"Daughter, don't you think that I already know all of that? And if Bridget should happen get wind of this, she would have my hide.
Tell me right now if you believe what Granny told you and I just before she died?" Sean spoke as he sat the boxes gently on the bed.
"Yes, I believe Granny. I just do not know what to do at all." Mystique protested as she quickly picked up her bowel of stew.
"To open your mind and be able to understand what you see is the first step. Secondly, listen to the client. Thirdly, believe in yourself." Sean began.
"All that I am asking is that you do those three things. If it is time, then the answers will come to you. If the time is not here yet, then you will have to wait. But you will never know if it is time or not until you try."
"Yes, father, I will try. More for your sake and the sake of your friend than my own." Noreene held a sigh in.
"What may I try to do for you?"