"Your right, the tent was gone!" Rosalie agreed with Isabel.
"Why, the fair just begins yesterday? It's only the second day today." Isabel found it strange.
"I don't know," Rosalie answered and continue walking, Isabel followed.
When they entered the Palmistry tent, inside were two women who stopped talking to each other when they entered.
"Good morning!" both Rosalie and Isabel greeted the women good morning, the women answered back and Rosalie and Isabel noticed that the other woman was the woman yesterday in the tent of the Guardian Angels.
The woman that had told Rosalie that she was a queen in her previous life, stand up and bid goodbye to the other woman. She nodded to Rosalie and Isabel and went away but both Rosalie and Isabel, they noticed the fear in the woman's face.
"Can I help?" the woman asked Isabel and Rosalie.
"We want our palm to be read," Rosalie answered the woman that they like it their palm to be read.
"Oh, I am sorry but I cannot do it today." The woman answered Rosalie.
"No?"
"There's a meeting of our group and I must be there. Sorry."
Rosalie and Isabel went out of the tent. No palm reading for them.
That night Rosalie after eating her dinner, do her laundry. She put in the washing machine her dirty clothes and just let the washing machine do the work. She sat in the living room to watch the news on the TV, and after the news, she switched off the TV and went to her room. She wanted to finish the pocketbook she was reading.
She crawled under the blanket, picked the pocketbook that was on the small night table between her bed and the mirror, and started to read it when she heard someone calling her name.
"Rosalie!" the voice seemed from far away.
Rosalie stopped reading and tried to listen well. It could not be her imagination because she heard it clear, someone was calling her name.
"Rosalie." Rosalie heard again the voice. Rosalie did not move. She wanted to be sure to herself that she really not imagining things. That she really heard a voice calling her name.
"Rosalie!" again a voice calling her name.
"Who is there? Who is calling me?" Rosalie asked but no answer, then Rosalie thought she was becoming crazy. She could not explain why she saw things that are not there and hearing voices when there's nobody.
Rosalie got out of her bed and go outside her bedroom. She sat in the living room and open the TV very hard until she heard banging from the neighbor upstairs which meant she had to set her TV softer. She did it by switching off the TV, she does not want trouble with her neighbors.
She stayed sitting in the living room, just sitting after she heard that the washing machine did finish its work. She stood up and transferred the clothes from the washing machine to the dryer and set it on. She looked at the clock and see the time is almost ten o'clock at the night. She thought to put the dryer on the timer and will go to sleep. Tomorrow was Saturday and she does not have to work but she had not slept well the other night.
When she entered her bedroom, she first stayed standing at the door for a while. She listened well as if she could hear someone calling her name but everything was silent.
"You are just imagining things, Rosalie," Rosalie mumbled as she was talking to herself. "Who will call your name? You are in your bedroom, there's nobody."
Rosalie as she changed her clothes and wore her pajama dared not look at the mirror that was on the wall. She thought that it was just her imagination but she has really seen that her reflection in the mirror was smiling while she was not. She thought how could it be? To convince herself that she was not imagining she must look at the mirror.
She stood in front of the mirror in her pajama and looked good to her reflection. She did all kinds of weird features with her face and body at the same time looking at the mirror. Her reflection in the mirror did the same actions she does thus there's nothing strange at all that she concluded that what had she seen before was just her imagination, her reflection smiling while she was not.
She went to bed with the lights on in her bedroom. She read few pages from the pocketbook and she was half sleeping when she heard again the voice.
"Rosalie, Rosalie."
Rosalie covered her ears and spoke. "I heard nothing! It's just in my head!"
"Rosalie, help me please." The voice said. Rosalie did not respond, she just kept quiet. Even she had covered her ears with her two hands, she heard very clear the voice, the voice was asking for help.
"Rosalie, I really need your help!"
"Who are you?" later Rosalie decided to answer the voice although she was thinking that the voice was just a kind of hallucination.
"I need your help!" the voice said.
"What help you are asking from me when I cannot see you?" no answers, so Rosalie said to herself " I am becoming crazy. I am asking questions to nobody but myself!"
"Rosalie, you are not crazy. I am really talking to you. I need your help, please help me." The voice said to Rosalie that she was not crazy.
"If you really need help, let me see you," Rosalie said.
"You cannot see me yet." The voice answered Rosalie.
"Why not?" Rosalie asked.
"Because you have first to help before you can see me." The voice answered Rosalie that before Rosalie could see her, Rosalie must help her first.
"And what help are you asking from me?" Rosalie asked the voice.
"You must save my life." The voice replied.
"Save your life? Are you sick? If you are sick, I cannot save you, a doctor maybe." Rosalie said to the voice that she cannot save her, maybe a doctor.
"No, I need no doctor, I need food to survive." The voice said to Rosalie. *To be continued* Remedios Dorio