{photo courtesy of Valerie J. Barrett}

My contribution to Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers…
(NOTE: this is an abbreviated version of my story for the letter T for the 2019 A to Z Challenge)

She thrust the tea cup into my hands. “Don’t drink all. Leave some.”

I did as I was told, setting it down on the table between us when there was a little left.

“Hold in left hand. Swirl three times. To the right.”

I swirled the contents, mesmerized by the agitated leaves. I held the cup towards her but she shook her head. “Upside down on saucer. Slowly.”

Next she lifted the cup, peering inside. “GO!”

“What?”

“Now!”

Still arguing, she pushed me out the door. What had she seen that so terrified-

My thoughts were cut short by the bullet that killed me.


 

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29 thoughts on “FridayFictioneers: The Fortuneteller”

      1. Very good, though I’m not on any social media other than WP (my choice) so can’t comment on links etc.
        Seems I’ve finally got my froggy gremlins sorted though. Two weeks ago I couldn’t link in, and last week I couldn’t read anything!
        Have a great weekend.

  8. If she hadn’t pushed her out the door, would she have been hit by the bullet? Did she make it happen by reading that it would happen… I have a headache now 🙂 Nice one!

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