As they stirred their tea, Marla leaned forward with excited eyes. “I want to know all the details. What’s your sign?”
Mikaela blinked. “My sign?”
“Yes. You know, Sam is a Scorpio. I hope you’re not a Virgo. All the Virgos are a little…zealous. Too much energy, if you ask me. And I don’t know that Pisces would be a good fit either. They tend to daydream the day away, don’t you think? I think Sam needs someone a little more grounded. Taurus would be oaky, but they do tend to be a bit stubborn and Leo, well I think a Leo would be a bit too boisterous, maybe a bit too bossy for Sam. I wouldn’t like to see another Scorpio. Could you imagine? That would be the worst kind of clash. Don’t you think? Now, last year, I would have said Sagittarius. It was a good year for Sagittarius. This year, I’m thinking a Libra or Aquarius would be good. I could see that working. I’ve given this a lot of thought. I’ve told Sam. I told him he has to watch the sign, but I never know if he really listens.”
Mikaela’s head spun. “Ah, I’m an Aries,” she said hesitantly.
“Oh perfect.” Marla clapped her hands. “That’s a good match, especially this year. The moon cycle is perfect for an Aries-Scorpio match. I’ve always thought Aries was best at thinking things through before they do something irreversible. That will be the perfect balance to Sam’s Scorpio impulsiveness,” she announced confidently.
Mikaela almost burst out laughing. Yup, that’s her all right. Thinking things through. Planning change. Avoiding the irreversible. Marla’s nailed it, she thought. Sam really should have paid more attention to the sign.
“What is your Chinese zodiac?”
“You know. Your heavenly stem, your earthly branch, your animal, your element?”
“I’m not really sure.”
“Hmmm. We’ll have to figure that out. Sam is a Tiger. At least he’s born a Tiger. Personally, internally I think he’s a dragon. Truly there is a bit of ox and secretively, I suspect a little goat. But then I’m his mother.” She patted Mikaela’s hand. “So if you were a horse, dog or dragon, that would be wonderful. Oh dear, I do hope you’re not a monkey. That would not be good.”
“I’m pretty sure I’m not a monkey,” Mikaela assured her.
“That’s a relief. There are so many things to think about when you choose a mate. Are you a yin or yang?”
“Yin?” Mikaela guessed, hoping to make Marla happy.
“Perfect,” Marla beamed. “Sam’s a yang. The perfect match. You know Olivia and Ron are yang-yang so I do worry. But they produced the most beautiful daughter. Just goes to show there’s something good there somewhere.”
“And what is your favourite colour?” Marla asked earnestly.
Seriously? She was engaged to her son and that’s what she thought was important? She was beginning to understand why Walt went for a swim. “Ah, aquamarine?”
“Oh, aquamarine,” Marla repeated, nodding her head. “Now would that be more blue or more green?”
Mikaela just stared. “Blue?” she guessed.
“Oh lovely. I love blue too.”
“That’s important to finding someone compatible?” Mikaela asked skeptically.
Marla laughed. “No, now that would be silly, dear. I just asked because I enjoy quilting in my spare time, and I’ve decided to make a quilt for each of the kids as a wedding present. So yours shall be blue. And I’ll get started on that right away. Have you picked a date for the wedding?”
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