I Practically Ran From This Psychic

I love a psychic fair; I doubt anyone loves them more than I. There are readers of all shapes and sizes. You pay money to be read. Some of them are spot on, others are a waste of sixty dollars. I never know. At one psychic fair, I pointedly avoided a woman wearing all white. She had on a white hat too, and I practically ran from her. Two of my children were as drawn to her as I was repulsed. They reported I had to go see her. She smiled when I approached. I felt your energy when you came in, she told me. I actually looked up and I instantly knew who you were. I sat down, and somehow knew her too. You were my teacher in a past life, she told me. Now I can be yours. This made sense in some way. I began taking psychic classes from her. it was the start of a new development in my soul development.