"Huh? Samantha Aunty is a fortune teller!! Why did you not tell me that earlier! You idiot chicken!!" She quickly took a big piece of a waffle, enough to chew for many seconds and stood up.
"Do I get dreams that Miss Isa needs a fortune teller!!? Go tell her Jacob!! Isa needs a fortune teller!!!" Jacob retorted back in an angry tone.
Samantha laughed at their conversations. "It's not like that. When I touch a person, at times I sense or see it. It's not forced. At times nothing really happens."
"Then touch me Aunty! Tell me if you see anything!" Isa held out her hands, walking towards the elderly lady, while munching the waffle.
Samantha chuckled and touched the girl, still laughing. But suddenly she saw an image!!! An image of a little baby girl.
"Oh! I see it!!" Samnatha closed her eyes. "I think it's tiny you! No it can't be."
Isa gaped at the lady in surprise.
