pants.”
“To get this story,” I told them.
“Good,” Sandra replied. “There’s a man of significance you should draw guidance from. He could be the key?”
“ Who is it? Can you tell?”
“It might be a spiritual advisor or a teacher?” Sandra said.
“Like you,” Diana laughed, pointing to Sandra.
“No. This is a man. He might be a priest or a doctor.”
That aroused my interest more than the seductive touches of Diana. Could Sandra actually know something, or was she involved with Billings and Haworth? I needed to know. “Which one is it?” I asked.
“I can’t tell right now,” Sandra said, moving toward the cards again. “We have to look at the next card. Maybe I’ll get something from that.”
“You worry too much,” Diana added, kicking her legs up on my lap. “Relax. Party a little. What’s the worst that can happen?”
“We’ll see,” Sandra said. She flipped the next card, instructing me, “This is what’s against you. The force or power that wants to stop your progress.”
The card turned over, slowly revealing a skull and an ax that seemed to cut right through me. I was speechless. The lava lamp made sinister faces at me, melting into my imagination. I felt like I was suffocating.
“You chose the Death Card, Eddie,” Sandra said without emotion.
“What’s it mean?” I asked, feeling my heart sink in my chest, constricting me.
“You’re so dead,” groaned Diana.
I remember looking at that card thinking, maybe I am going to die. What if it’s my time? I got up feeling dizzy. The card felt so alive as I held it in my hand. It was like that skull was reflecting my own face. My mortality. I felt like that horse could jump out any second and the rider would cut my head off like Ichabod Crane in Sleepy Hollow. I felt trapped in that room. Like I could die right there. It was silent for what seemed like eternity, before Diana started laughing wildly, blurting out, “I’m totally fucking with you!”
Sandra took the card from my hand and placed it back, saying. “It doesn’t mean you have to die, Eddie. The Death Card means something is coming to an end, but that brings a brand new beginning. It could be in your life. Or your career.”
“Or love life,” added Diana.
“Yes,” Sandra replied. “It could be the end of one relationship and the beginning of another. You ain’t married are you?”
“No.” I responded softly.
“But you got a girlfriend,” Sandra said convincingly.
“You’re the psychic, you tell me?” I said, trying to gauge her knowledge.
“There’s turmoil in your life Eddie. Anxiety, depression, fear, distressing events that are about to happen. The death card says ‘It’s time to show what you are made of.’ You have to believe that life goes on, no matter what. Life is what you make of it. Believe that and you’ll get through to your dream. And that girl of yours. I wouldn’t trust her. Should she really trust you?”
“See, it ain’t serious. He’s ours,” Diana said, as she slid her hands down my chest. “Aren’t ya?”
“Sure,” I groaned letting her kiss me. She pulled her robe open and pushed her body softly against mine.
“You want to see how it ends. Are you ready for your outcome?” Sandra inquired.
At this point, what did I have to lose? I nodded okay and she flipped the last card, and there I was, staring at:
THE DEVIL
“ Oh shit!” Diana yelled out.
“Shit what? Death and now the devil, what’s it mean? I cried out. “What’s it mean?”
“Relax, baby. You’ll be okay?” Diana consoled me, rubbing my thigh before directing her voice to Sandra, saying. “Tell him, sweetie. Tell him what the cards mean.”
“ This is your final opportunity to change direction, ” Sandra said.
“You mean go back home?” I asked.
Taking my hand and pulling me closer with every word, she said, “No, you have the Emperor. You have the ability to get everything you ever
“To get this story,” I told them.
“Good,” Sandra replied. “There’s a man of significance you should draw guidance from. He could be the key?”
“ Who is it? Can you tell?”
“It might be a spiritual advisor or a teacher?” Sandra said.
“Like you,” Diana laughed, pointing to Sandra.
“No. This is a man. He might be a priest or a doctor.”
That aroused my interest more than the seductive touches of Diana. Could Sandra actually know something, or was she involved with Billings and Haworth? I needed to know. “Which one is it?” I asked.
“I can’t tell right now,” Sandra said, moving toward the cards again. “We have to look at the next card. Maybe I’ll get something from that.”
“You worry too much,” Diana added, kicking her legs up on my lap. “Relax. Party a little. What’s the worst that can happen?”
“We’ll see,” Sandra said. She flipped the next card, instructing me, “This is what’s against you. The force or power that wants to stop your progress.”
The card turned over, slowly revealing a skull and an ax that seemed to cut right through me. I was speechless. The lava lamp made sinister faces at me, melting into my imagination. I felt like I was suffocating.
“You chose the Death Card, Eddie,” Sandra said without emotion.
“What’s it mean?” I asked, feeling my heart sink in my chest, constricting me.
“You’re so dead,” groaned Diana.
I remember looking at that card thinking, maybe I am going to die. What if it’s my time? I got up feeling dizzy. The card felt so alive as I held it in my hand. It was like that skull was reflecting my own face. My mortality. I felt like that horse could jump out any second and the rider would cut my head off like Ichabod Crane in Sleepy Hollow. I felt trapped in that room. Like I could die right there. It was silent for what seemed like eternity, before Diana started laughing wildly, blurting out, “I’m totally fucking with you!”
Sandra took the card from my hand and placed it back, saying. “It doesn’t mean you have to die, Eddie. The Death Card means something is coming to an end, but that brings a brand new beginning. It could be in your life. Or your career.”
“Or love life,” added Diana.
“Yes,” Sandra replied. “It could be the end of one relationship and the beginning of another. You ain’t married are you?”
“No.” I responded softly.
“But you got a girlfriend,” Sandra said convincingly.
“You’re the psychic, you tell me?” I said, trying to gauge her knowledge.
“There’s turmoil in your life Eddie. Anxiety, depression, fear, distressing events that are about to happen. The death card says ‘It’s time to show what you are made of.’ You have to believe that life goes on, no matter what. Life is what you make of it. Believe that and you’ll get through to your dream. And that girl of yours. I wouldn’t trust her. Should she really trust you?”
“See, it ain’t serious. He’s ours,” Diana said, as she slid her hands down my chest. “Aren’t ya?”
“Sure,” I groaned letting her kiss me. She pulled her robe open and pushed her body softly against mine.
“You want to see how it ends. Are you ready for your outcome?” Sandra inquired.
At this point, what did I have to lose? I nodded okay and she flipped the last card, and there I was, staring at:
THE DEVIL
“ Oh shit!” Diana yelled out.
“Shit what? Death and now the devil, what’s it mean? I cried out. “What’s it mean?”
“Relax, baby. You’ll be okay?” Diana consoled me, rubbing my thigh before directing her voice to Sandra, saying. “Tell him, sweetie. Tell him what the cards mean.”
“ This is your final opportunity to change direction, ” Sandra said.
“You mean go back home?” I asked.
Taking my hand and pulling me closer with every word, she said, “No, you have the Emperor. You have the ability to get everything you ever
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