"Thank you," Sabrina says, turning a little pink too, pleased.

She glances over her shoulder, at the party, at the tangle of happy emotions there. "You know Marcus was pretty convinced, around the time he took me in, that he'd end up alone? I mean, in a romantic sense. He just wasn't sure it could happen for him, or maybe happen again. Then all of a sudden there's this guy, and Rosie, they put most of the people in our age bracket to shame with the pining. I used to ask myself all the time how a psychic managed to miss what was happening."

Letting out a laugh, her attention turns back to Rosie's face, not so far from her own. "I'll admit it's easier to see the full picture when you're not in it."