The Truth Within

The medium, Melissa, swirled the last dregs of the tea around in the china cup, before placing a saucer over the top and flipping it over. (She was a firm believer in doing things by the book. No mugs for her.)

With a self-satisfied smile, she placed the saucer upon the green velvet table before her client.

Squinting for a moment, Melissa looked at the remnants of the tea leaves, studying the pattern they formed, and seeking insight. Her mind drew a blank, but she wasn’t paid to admit that.

“Beware of false messengers,” she warned cryptically, “And scam artists.”

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