Ooooh, Gypsy Woman . . . she hummed as she bent over her work. Gold bangles encircled wrists and dangled from her ears. Their musical tones beat an off-tempo accompaniment to her voice.
She turned another card and paused to consider its import. This reading was important to her; this client not like those previous.
Jason shifted his weight in the too-small chair, and tugged at his earlobe. What were the words to the song she was humming? His thoughts went back to that summer long ago. The tent was the same – the chair as uncomfortable then as now. He had held the image of the gypsy in his mind for many years and now here they were together again.
She looked up, catching his crooked grin, then placed the last card on the table and took his hand in hers. After all these years her heart’s desire was back in her life. She only hoped the cards’ tale would not frighten him away again.
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Here’s a fiction piece for the Trifecta Challenge: Image.
Nice! like the tugging at the earlobe………
best,
MOV
I had to laugh at the gold bangles and the tent…as a tarot reader I keep stressing that most readers are NOT like that, so for me it works a bit like an in-joke. I suppose Jason is the “tall dark-haired stranger”? 🙂
I liked this one a lot. I could her the jangle of her bracelets.
I liked the idea that a single reading could bring them together or drive them apart, and that she won’t lie to him to achieve her own ends.
Tarot readings? What a great idea.
Pamela
Thanks for linking up again to this week’s Trifecta Challenge! This was a really enjoyable read, and it feels a lot different from the other pieces I’ve read from you. I really liked your attention to detail here. You’ve set a nice scene for your readers. Hope you’ll come back on Friday for the weekend challenge.