her.” “What do you think she’s trying to tell you?” Mina had no idea. That was, after all, why she’d sought out Madam Derbardi in the first place. “Something about my future, I suspect.” “Your future is in the stars, Wilhelmina.” Tingles raced down Mina’s spine. Your future is in the stars. How many times had Mama said those very words to her when she was a little girl? “What is it, Madam? What is in the stars?” The fortuneteller smiled, her blackened teeth catching her lip as she did so. “Let’s find out, shall we?” Then Madam Derbardi turned over the first three cards and placed them in front of Mina.