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and leaned closer to the crystal ball. "She's blonde."
I rolled my eyes. I'd heard that psychics conned their customers by speaking in vague generalities, but this was ridiculous.
"Oh, and she's wearing a pink crinoline dress," Chandra continued.
I sat up straight in my chair. That was no generic detail. "What else can you tell me?"
"Nothing. Everything went black."
"Would it help if I took you to the plantation?" I offered. "I'm going out there in a couple of hours."
She frowned and leaned back in her chair. "I don't do onsite readings. I told you before, ghosts scare me."
I put my head down for a moment, and then I looked her straight in the eyes. "No offense or anything, but you need to get over your fear of ghosts if you're going to work in this profession."
She jerked her head backward an inch. "I've done very well for myself, thank you."
"Okay, but will you please think about it? This is really important. I've been assigned a case at Oleander Place, and it's looking like it involves a murder."
Chandra gasped as she drew her paddle-shaped fingernails to her mouth. "Murder? Oh, no. I couldn't!"
The spiritual angle was looking like a dead end. But since she'd hit on the color of Evangeline's dress, I did have one more pressing question for her. "Just for curiosity's sake, could you look into your crystal ball and tell me what my boyfriend Bradley's new secretary is up to?"
"You need a tarot card reading for that," she explained, folding her hands back into her lap. "That's an extra twenty bucks."
"Of course," I grumbled, reaching back into my nearly empty wallet. I handed her the cash.
She stuffed the money into her bra and then handed me the cards. "Shuffle and cut the deck."
I followed her instructions and then watched as she laid out three cards. I felt instant anxiety when I noticed that one of them was upside down. "What does that card mean?"
Chandra's lips tightened into a thin line. "It's the Three of Cups. As the middle card, it represents your present. When it's upright it means that friendships and relationships with loved ones are in harmony. But when it's reversed, it usually indicates that you've had a falling out with your friends or that there's a third person in your relationship."
Everything was fine with Veronica, so that could only mean one thing. Pauline was trying to turn my circle of love with Bradley into a love triangle. I knew it! I jumped up and threw my hobo bag over my right shoulder.
Chandra looked up at me with wide eyes. "Don't you want me to read the other two cards? They're your past and future."
"Uh-uh. I definitely don't want to revisit my past, and I already know that I'm woefully unprepared for the future." I turned and opened the door. "I'll be in touch."
I left Chandra's office feeling a weight in the pit of my stomach. It was one thing to suspect Pauline of trying to steal my boyfriend, but it was quite another to have my worst fear confirmed, even if it was by a pseudo psychic.
As I rushed past the merchandise, I bumped into the cashier, who was on his knees putting black and gold "Geaux Saints!" scarves onto a low-hanging rack.
"Hey, now," he said. "Watch where you're goin'."
I turned and read his nametag. "Sorry, Xavier. I just got some surprising news during my reading, and I was trying to figure out what to do about it."
He rose to his feet and began to break down the empty scarf box. "Well, whatever you decide, remember one thang. This ain't Disneyland, this is Noo Awlins. And it's a war zone out there."
"I'll keep that in mind." I pushed open the door and headed out onto Bourbon Street, steeling myself for the battle to come.
* * *
"You still haven't told me what you found out from the Psychic Friends Network," Veronica said as she steered her Audi onto River Road.
I snorted. "You know, Chandra's not part of any clairvoyant company. She's just an ordinary woman working from an office."
"Precisely. You remember that before you get all
I rolled my eyes. I'd heard that psychics conned their customers by speaking in vague generalities, but this was ridiculous.
"Oh, and she's wearing a pink crinoline dress," Chandra continued.
I sat up straight in my chair. That was no generic detail. "What else can you tell me?"
"Nothing. Everything went black."
"Would it help if I took you to the plantation?" I offered. "I'm going out there in a couple of hours."
She frowned and leaned back in her chair. "I don't do onsite readings. I told you before, ghosts scare me."
I put my head down for a moment, and then I looked her straight in the eyes. "No offense or anything, but you need to get over your fear of ghosts if you're going to work in this profession."
She jerked her head backward an inch. "I've done very well for myself, thank you."
"Okay, but will you please think about it? This is really important. I've been assigned a case at Oleander Place, and it's looking like it involves a murder."
Chandra gasped as she drew her paddle-shaped fingernails to her mouth. "Murder? Oh, no. I couldn't!"
The spiritual angle was looking like a dead end. But since she'd hit on the color of Evangeline's dress, I did have one more pressing question for her. "Just for curiosity's sake, could you look into your crystal ball and tell me what my boyfriend Bradley's new secretary is up to?"
"You need a tarot card reading for that," she explained, folding her hands back into her lap. "That's an extra twenty bucks."
"Of course," I grumbled, reaching back into my nearly empty wallet. I handed her the cash.
She stuffed the money into her bra and then handed me the cards. "Shuffle and cut the deck."
I followed her instructions and then watched as she laid out three cards. I felt instant anxiety when I noticed that one of them was upside down. "What does that card mean?"
Chandra's lips tightened into a thin line. "It's the Three of Cups. As the middle card, it represents your present. When it's upright it means that friendships and relationships with loved ones are in harmony. But when it's reversed, it usually indicates that you've had a falling out with your friends or that there's a third person in your relationship."
Everything was fine with Veronica, so that could only mean one thing. Pauline was trying to turn my circle of love with Bradley into a love triangle. I knew it! I jumped up and threw my hobo bag over my right shoulder.
Chandra looked up at me with wide eyes. "Don't you want me to read the other two cards? They're your past and future."
"Uh-uh. I definitely don't want to revisit my past, and I already know that I'm woefully unprepared for the future." I turned and opened the door. "I'll be in touch."
I left Chandra's office feeling a weight in the pit of my stomach. It was one thing to suspect Pauline of trying to steal my boyfriend, but it was quite another to have my worst fear confirmed, even if it was by a pseudo psychic.
As I rushed past the merchandise, I bumped into the cashier, who was on his knees putting black and gold "Geaux Saints!" scarves onto a low-hanging rack.
"Hey, now," he said. "Watch where you're goin'."
I turned and read his nametag. "Sorry, Xavier. I just got some surprising news during my reading, and I was trying to figure out what to do about it."
He rose to his feet and began to break down the empty scarf box. "Well, whatever you decide, remember one thang. This ain't Disneyland, this is Noo Awlins. And it's a war zone out there."
"I'll keep that in mind." I pushed open the door and headed out onto Bourbon Street, steeling myself for the battle to come.
* * *
"You still haven't told me what you found out from the Psychic Friends Network," Veronica said as she steered her Audi onto River Road.
I snorted. "You know, Chandra's not part of any clairvoyant company. She's just an ordinary woman working from an office."
"Precisely. You remember that before you get all
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