"That's it?", Krissy responded.
"The future is clouded my dear, do not alter your normal routine."
Krissy, though not satisfied at all with the fortune teller's statement, paid for her daily "fortune", and then started off to work. She stopped at the local Bread, Brews and Beyond convenience market, to pick up her morning coffee and newspaper. Sitting in her car, lazily sipping her coffee, she suddenly realized that she was going to be at least 10 minutes late for work unless she got underway immediately. As she moved the gearshift lever to reverse, the radio announcer's urgent tone attracted her attention.
"Thick smoke is now billowing from the Henderson and James office building, where less than 10 minutes ago, a frantic call for help was made to the local 911 operator."
The words of the fortune teller now echoed loudly in Krissy's ears, "The future is clouded, don't alter your normal routine."
Had she not stopped for her coffee and newspaper as that was her normal routine, she would have been at work in the Henderson and James building nearly 15 minutes ago!
by Stewart Lindsay, Buffalo, NY"Well," said Krissy; feeling a little upset for she finally found a dress she liked at Ross's for only $11.99. She gave the fortune teller a cold look and said, "Here's your dollar, thank you for nothing." She had asked the lady at Ross's to hold the dress while she had lunch at the nearby carnival on Second Street. Back at Ross's, the lady was waiting with her brand new dress. She wanted to try it on again, and went behind the curtain.
Later that evening, her son Tommy was watching TV when he said, "Hey Mom, you'd better come over here, you're on TV. Hurrying into the living room, she was shocked to see a lady in Ross's department store window trying on a dress. It was her!
by Joseph L. Rose, Fairfield, CAKrissy's eyes widened as she stared at the woman sitting across the table from her. "Why?" she asked quietly. "What's going to happen to me?" Krissy's heart beat faster as she waiting for the old gypsy fortune teller to answer.
by Mary, Fredericksburg, TX"Wood? What do you mean?" Krissy asked while gathering her personal items into her small purse.
"That's all I have," the teller said with her eyebrows raised.
Krissy left the dingy cottage. Two steps from her car, the hooting sound of an owl startled her. She looked over her shoulder toward the sound. The full moon hung in the sky, partially covered by bare trees. Darkness beyond the edges of the woods seemed to pulse. Krissy decided that the words of the old woman would not hold her back from living her life. With determined steps she left the side of her car and entered the forest.
Upon the first twig scraping Krissy's shoulder the ground began to quake. She looked back and could no longer see the parking lot through thick clouds of darkness. The rays of moonlight disappeared and from the ground rose...
by Donald Stidham, Longview, TX