Fortune
Poetry
Fortune
She was unassumingly cute in her thrift shop scarf
Surrounded by decks of cards that all meant something different
It was the first time I had a reading in a long time
I did it on a whim the bar was empty
She looked sweet
Time to conquer my fears
All was good
Decisions determination joy is what my future held
Many cards upside down to negate their negative meanings
So different than the last time I trusted a stranger with my future
I was 23 and excited to share my favorite place with my new husband
The fair was always my happy place
We walked the grounds
Me with my big pregnancy belly
Him with typical bravado
When we saw the tent
Mystical readings 10.00
It will be fun he pushed me closer
The tent was shabby the sign small
She was as expected
Almost a caricature of a Gypsy
Long white hair
Leathered face
Crow like hands
Gesturing me in
At first she just commented on my hat
He had won at a booth earlier
Then her sparkling brown eyes got dark
She got up and closed the tent flap
Closing out the world
Held both of my hands
And whispered
“You will be ok there will be other children”
My blood ran cold
I felt a slight kick from my belly
I ran out of the tent and we left
The night after that was a blur
The next month found me at UTMB hospital
Giving birth to my stillborn daughter
Since then I have been fascinated by
Healers
Gypsies
Readers
The little girl in the booth hugged me
And thanked me profusely
I walked away from her booth
A little bit braver