Deedra sat on the bench, contemplating what this power could mean. She could use it for money...but then, wouldn't just throw the economy out of whack? It just wouldn't be fair. Fame? Nah. The limelight tends to corrupt and privacy would be eliminated. Love? Well, she was tired of waiting for the right guy, but if she used the Pages, would it even be real? Besides, it wouldn't be near as special as if she did it herself. Whatever she was going to write, it had to not cause caos. World peace? That might work...but she should wait to see if she could come up with any negative consequences. May be she should just use it for small things like using it for weather, or fixing a flat tire.
She let her head tip back and she looked at the tree tops and clouds. Her head jolted back up as she came to a realization. "What if the person who's been killing criminals has a Page?" She whispered to herself. The thought disturbed her, as now she had the power to kill. No,no. She would NOT use it like that, to harm someone else. Her thoughts wandered to the customers from last week, with the strange book. She remembered unique people like that. What if they know something about these Pages? Seriously, though, she may not even see them again.
She glanced around, in hopes she may have more time to think. That is when Deedra saw Edward and is friends. "It's Them! And they're coming over!"
"Uh, hi...What would you like?" She asked, in the routine fashion.