lawyer.”
“Great, Sarah, so whenever I get arrested you can be my lawyer.”
“Yeah, right, Arnie.”
“You mean you wouldn’t be my lawyer?”
“Did I say that, Arnie?”
“No.”
“All right then,” Sarah said, laughing.
After a while of joking and laughing, the couple finally arrived at Elena’s house. The two teens waited patiently until a woman who was dressed like she was still in the seventies answered the door.
“Why, hi, Sarah!” Elena said playfully. “Oh, and hi, Arnie. What brings you two lovebirds over here?”
“I’m here for my weekly reading, and Arnie’s going to get his hands read this
time,” Sarah said.
“Is that so? I’m sure we can find something interesting about you,” Elena replied,
inviting her friends in.
“Yeah, right,” Arnie mumbled.
Sarah bumped him with her arm, urging him to be nice. Elena led them through her house, through doors of beads to her living room, which was filled with incense. Elena told Sarah and Arnie to have a seat. She sat down in front of them, lighting the small candles on her table.
“Now, who wants to go first?” Elena asked.
“I will,” Arnie replied, giving Elena his hand.
“Alright then, Arnie, give me your right palm.” Elena ran her fingers through his hand for several seconds and then smiled. “I see two people getting married a couple of years older than y’all.”
“Do you know who these people are?” Sarah asked.
“No, I can’t tell,” Elena replied.
“What else do you see?” Arnie asked.
“Strange, I can’t seem to get anything more than that. Usually I get a lot more than that. Let me see your left hand, Arnie.” Elena ran her fingers through Arnie’s palm, and as she did, her eyes widened, causing her to shove Arnie’s hand away.
“What is it, Elena?” Sarah asked.
“It’s nothing. I’m not feeling too well. I’m sorry I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m going to have to ask y’all to leave. I hope y’all don’t mind?”
“No, not at all, just as long as I don’t have to pay you,” Arnie told Elena.
“No, it’s okay. It’s on the house. Now, please let me show y’all out,” Elena said, closing the door and whispering, “may God help you, Arnie.”
CHAPTER 4
“Why do you think Elena looked so shaken up, Arnie?”
“C’mon, Sarah, you didn’t believe that little stunt she pulled, did you?”
“I don’t know, Arnie. It looked like she saw a ghost or something.”
“So what if she did? Maybe it was somebody that was murdered and has come back for revenge, and it wanted to contact Elena through me,” Arnie said jokingly.
“Arnie, I’m serious.”
“I’m serious too, and you know I think it’s a bunch of bullshit.”
“Yeah, I know, but . . .”
“No buts, Sarah, all that hocus-pocus baloney doesn’t faze me. Maybe spook me a little, but that’s it.”
“I’m sorry, Arnie. I shouldn’t have brought you here in the first place. I mean after all that has happened.”
“C’mon, Sarah, you don’t have to be sorry. I didn’t have to come if I didn’t want to. It’s not like you forced me or anything. Now give me a kiss before I turn into a blood-crazed monster,” Arnie said playfully.
“Oh, Arnie, I love you,” Sarah said, kissing him.
“I love you too, Sarah. I hope we’ll always be together.”
“Who knows, Arnie, just maybe our wish will come true.”
Arnie and Sarah kissed once more and started walking toward Sarah’s house; as they walked neither of them said anything. All the words for the day had ended. When they arrived at Sarah’s house, Arnie walked her to the door and gave her one last
“Great, Sarah, so whenever I get arrested you can be my lawyer.”
“Yeah, right, Arnie.”
“You mean you wouldn’t be my lawyer?”
“Did I say that, Arnie?”
“No.”
“All right then,” Sarah said, laughing.
After a while of joking and laughing, the couple finally arrived at Elena’s house. The two teens waited patiently until a woman who was dressed like she was still in the seventies answered the door.
“Why, hi, Sarah!” Elena said playfully. “Oh, and hi, Arnie. What brings you two lovebirds over here?”
“I’m here for my weekly reading, and Arnie’s going to get his hands read this
time,” Sarah said.
“Is that so? I’m sure we can find something interesting about you,” Elena replied,
inviting her friends in.
“Yeah, right,” Arnie mumbled.
Sarah bumped him with her arm, urging him to be nice. Elena led them through her house, through doors of beads to her living room, which was filled with incense. Elena told Sarah and Arnie to have a seat. She sat down in front of them, lighting the small candles on her table.
“Now, who wants to go first?” Elena asked.
“I will,” Arnie replied, giving Elena his hand.
“Alright then, Arnie, give me your right palm.” Elena ran her fingers through his hand for several seconds and then smiled. “I see two people getting married a couple of years older than y’all.”
“Do you know who these people are?” Sarah asked.
“No, I can’t tell,” Elena replied.
“What else do you see?” Arnie asked.
“Strange, I can’t seem to get anything more than that. Usually I get a lot more than that. Let me see your left hand, Arnie.” Elena ran her fingers through Arnie’s palm, and as she did, her eyes widened, causing her to shove Arnie’s hand away.
“What is it, Elena?” Sarah asked.
“It’s nothing. I’m not feeling too well. I’m sorry I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m going to have to ask y’all to leave. I hope y’all don’t mind?”
“No, not at all, just as long as I don’t have to pay you,” Arnie told Elena.
“No, it’s okay. It’s on the house. Now, please let me show y’all out,” Elena said, closing the door and whispering, “may God help you, Arnie.”
CHAPTER 4
“Why do you think Elena looked so shaken up, Arnie?”
“C’mon, Sarah, you didn’t believe that little stunt she pulled, did you?”
“I don’t know, Arnie. It looked like she saw a ghost or something.”
“So what if she did? Maybe it was somebody that was murdered and has come back for revenge, and it wanted to contact Elena through me,” Arnie said jokingly.
“Arnie, I’m serious.”
“I’m serious too, and you know I think it’s a bunch of bullshit.”
“Yeah, I know, but . . .”
“No buts, Sarah, all that hocus-pocus baloney doesn’t faze me. Maybe spook me a little, but that’s it.”
“I’m sorry, Arnie. I shouldn’t have brought you here in the first place. I mean after all that has happened.”
“C’mon, Sarah, you don’t have to be sorry. I didn’t have to come if I didn’t want to. It’s not like you forced me or anything. Now give me a kiss before I turn into a blood-crazed monster,” Arnie said playfully.
“Oh, Arnie, I love you,” Sarah said, kissing him.
“I love you too, Sarah. I hope we’ll always be together.”
“Who knows, Arnie, just maybe our wish will come true.”
Arnie and Sarah kissed once more and started walking toward Sarah’s house; as they walked neither of them said anything. All the words for the day had ended. When they arrived at Sarah’s house, Arnie walked her to the door and gave her one last
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