Friday, April 30, 2010

a psychic's tale

The cards showed death for every client that day. I tried to soften the news for each of them and then headed home, exhausted. Only when unseen hands shoved me from the safety of the platform into the path of the train, did I realise - mine was the death coming into their lives.

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