Turning to me, she gave me one of her diva beams.
"Hello, my dear. How are you doing this evening?"
Recollecting that this person had no resentment with her, I forced a smile and responded politely, "Nice, thank you."
"I imagine so," she informed me gravely as I gave cash to the boy, "because I discern outstanding things about your aura."
I widened my eyes in what I expected was a lay woman's amazement.
"Really?"
She bobbed, delighted at a grateful audience.
"Very colorful. Very powerful. Lots of color. You have good things in store for you."
This information was a far whimper from the one she had given me at Star City, I thought. Glimpsing my book, she scanned me snappily, possibly because it was crowded and filled with exploration, as obstructed to most of the fuzz she auctioned.
"I am astonished. I would have anticipated you to be reading up on how to concentrate your gifts more. Maximize your full
