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Goodbye Nothing Pre-Release Excerpt:
The fortune teller directed them to two folding chairs by a small table with nothing on top of it. When they all were seated, Ren got a closer look at the woman. Her face was smooth, but her eyes were old, and when she finally spoke her voice was old too. He expected her to have an Eastern European accent but out came the thickest Boston accent he had ever heard. She must be from the gypsy clan out of Dorchester, Ren thought amusedly.
“My name is Wanderlight,” the fortune teller said.
“Laser Beam,” Ren said, extending his hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Ren,” Joey said.
Wanderlight did not take his hand and he took it away.
“It’s forty dollars for a palm reading. Will that be cash, check, or charge?”
“Can we pay in crystals?”
“Cash, then. And it’s only the lady tonight. I already know my future and it’s stunning. Amazing, really.”
Joey squeezed Ren’s hand. He didn’t usually pick on the elderly, but he believed anyone who took money for this type of thing was a con artist. Joey started for her purse. Ren stopped her and pulled out his wallet. He took two twenties from it and gave them to Wanderlight. As went most transactions for devious deeds, the money was already tucked neatly away before Ren noticed his hand empty.
“You are blind,” Wanderlight began. Ren shifted noisily in his seat. Joey patted his leg. “Give me your right palm.”
Joey gave her hand to the woman.
“I see big things in your future. You are going away soon?”
“Yes,” Joey answered.
“Ah, that’s good. You’re young.”
Ren rolled his eyes. He wasn’t sure how much he could take.
“You study, yes? Art?”
“Photography.” The fortune teller gave Joey a look at that, like the con artist had the thought she was the one being conned.
“You have not been blind forever, only since two years.”
“Oh my God, yes.”
Ren leaned into her, “She’s just telling you things you already know.”
Joey whispered back, “She’s proving herself…then comes the interesting stuff.”
Wanderlight was staring at them. “May I continue?”
They both nodded.
“I do what?” Joey asked.
“You are a thief.”
Ren laughed. The woman couldn’t have pegged Joey more wrong. His best friend wouldn’t even take a penny from the “Take a penny, leave a penny” tray at convenient stores.
“You steal,” Wanderlight repeated, with more determination this time.
“No ─ I’ve never stolen anything. I’m not sure I could…now…but even when I was sighted…oh wait. I did take some candy once without paying when I was six or seven. Is that what you mean?”
“From Conrad’s Confectionary?” Ren asked.
“Yes. Two Swedish fish.”
“I can’t believe it took Wanderstars here for this to come out. What other dirty secrets are you hiding?” Joey giggled.
“I am not talking about candy fish,” Wanderlight said, raising her voice. “What you have stolen you do not know about. It is not an object that can be seen or touched or eaten.” She said the last word as if she had indeed eaten it and it was very, very sour. “But it has had great consequence, this taking, for you and the other.” Ren and Joey were quiet. Fairgoers passed by outside. A balloon popped somewhere faraway. The fortune teller moved her face, so it was almost touching Joey’s hand. Her eyebrows rose.
“What else?” Joey asked.
“You will get a B-plus in French Literature.” Wanderlight released Joey’s hand and stood. “We’re done.”
“What?” Ren asked.
“I must go. This is not good energy. I like good energy.” Flame tips followed the woman as she shuffled out of the tent.
“Um, bye,” Ren said.
About the Author:
Beck Sherman was born and raised in Massachusetts. Beck attended Syracuse University undergrad, has a master’s degree in photojournalism from the University of Westminster, London, and when not writing, enjoys exploring abandoned insane asylums and photo-documenting the things that go bump in the night, when they’re kind enough to pose. Beck’s first novel Revamp is available now on Amazon.
Goodbye Nothing is out on September 3rd! Go on over and check out the BBF cover reveal happening now at DyingToWrite.