Duck Lake Follow your heart, little child of the west wind

Sandy followed along at her side. A smile on his face as she chattered at him. he didn't mind. It was a nice change from his daily routine. 

He nodded. I do. Intuition and what have you. That gut feeling that something has to be done a certain way or go a certain way.

Sandy didn't necessarily follow the occult, stayed away from it mostly. But he also held a healthy respect for it. Had she told him, he probably wouldn't have been too upset about it.