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I am bound to admit that I had vizualized her with olive skin and warm brown eyes
Imagining eleven silver bracelets on her arm and eight finger rings- at least one lapis
I pictured her office a parked gypsy wagon, lit by the glow of a campfire.

The older lady with burgundy hair clipped short was a complete surprise.
Where were the twirling tiered ruffled gypsy skirts? The crystal ball to trap us?
The runes? The tarot deck? The crystal skulls? The ambiance to admire?

She was not a typical fortune teller, this darling with pretty sky blue eyes
We put our money down which this elderly anomaly did but naught snap up
Why have you come? She asked in a gentle way with a sweetness, all desire

We pointed to each other and laughed that neither knew the whys
She fed us thick bread with homemade marmalade, a treat for me and Capus.
Let me suggest what might have brought you to me to hire...

You want to know your mission, the reason you fell from the skies
Capus nodded but I held my chin, staring at her earrings which held lapis
She told us of a dangerous zone and we listened to her play her lyre


Her Roma cat sneaked in and gave me a sideways glance with his yellow eyes
She told us of wonderful times ahead and it sounded like pure happiness and bliss
We went back hundreds of times, to her up-lifting presence we never did tire.

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