She was guesswork — that was how she would describe herself; every success and every failure came to her the same way. She supposed it was the same with everyone at the end of the day but she felt that she had a much healthier relationship with the vagaries of chance than most people. Most people could not open up to the possibility of chaos in their lives — if something worked once then they believed that it would always work. She worked out the odds — she didn’t believe that anything was ever that solid.
Grace — that was how she moved through life and she believed that the name was a true gift from her mother to her. Her mother had been called Mercy and that had affected how she related to those around her; a name was sometimes a simple spell and other times the associations were more complex and took years of exploration to uncover.
People would hear those two words: Grace Favour, and they would hear it as a command. It would tap into their consciousness at some deep level and it would make them treat her well — it would incline them towards giving her things; people made allowances for Grace because they, for some reason, felt that she deserved that. She would let her wishes float into the room, believing the idea that walls have ears; believing that the universe was built to amplify and redirect her positive energy into the things that she wanted. She called it wondering aloud and it was a very important daily ritual for her.
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