She looked the part, dark glasses, long black hair. I recorded this reading too, as it was going to be my last.

 

“I’m no make believe gypsy,” she told me, “I’m a true born Romany. What I say is guaranteed to come true in the next year.”

 

She told me she could also do more expensive readings to forecast the next three months, and that I should think about this, as there was something she really wanted me to know.

 

“Where you go once, you can go again. You have very good character, and bear a good name. Exactly a month today, you will get a big surprise – it will make you very happy. But be careful who you trust, and who you tell things. Be wary.

 

“You are not going to die of sickness. It will be of old age. You will never be a burden. You were born under a lucky star. You’re a survivor, you’re like a cat, you’ve got nine lives. But you worry, I can see. Try not to take life too seriously.”

 

“What is your biggest worry?” she asked. Travel, I replied. “Your career… you’ll make a change, soon. You won’t spend your days doing it, you’ll work for yourself. Have you considered living abroad?”

 

“You’ve got a good partner. I see big changes and surprises in the next six months… and within the next three months, you’ll come into good money unexpectedly. Not millions, but a nice amount. Don’t lend it: you need to be careful who you trust.”

 

She kept saying, don’t share too much with others, keep things to yourself.

 

Then it came.

 

“Now there is something I want to tell you, something you should know, I do wish you could afford the extra cost… go on, it’s not every day you get your palm read!”

 

I parted with an extra seven pounds. She handed me the crystal ball. “Go on, make a wish…”

 

She then told me my wish would come true, and that I was born to be the father of three, two boys and one girl.

After re-iterating what she had told me during the hands-and-face reading, she simply said, “If only you knew how happy your future is going to be… you wouldn’t worry.”

 

On the way out, I asked her name again.

 

“It’s outside. You won’t forget it in a hurry.”

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