Page 42 of Teasing the Winger

“Thank you, why don’t you pick a deck, and I’ll light some incense.”

Sasha nods. He walks over to the table and instantly picks the same deck I did.

“This one was almost screaming at me,” he says, and Karla shoots me a knowing smile.

“Should I grab another chair?” she asks, but Sasha shakes his head.

“I’ll sit in Rio’s lap. The chair looks sturdy enough to hold us both.”

I sit first then Sasha perches in my lap and takes a deep inhale of the incense that Karla lit.

Karla pulls out the cards like she did for me and starts to shuffle them. “What are you wanting from today’s reading?” she asks Sasha.

“I guess just a general reading,” he says with a shrug. “It’s been forever since I’ve had one, but when BooBoo and Rio mentioned you there was like this intense pressure inside of me that was telling me I had to come here. It left me wondering if my spirit guides have a message for me.”

She nods, just like when I was here, cards begin to fly out of the deck, and she stops when there are five on the table.

She flips the first card and smiles when The Lovers card shows up. “That makes a lot of sense,” she says, and I give Sasha a little squeeze. “As you know, the lovers in this upright position represent love, relationships, union, and harmony. Something I can see you clearly have in your life right now.”

Sasha flashes me a smile and nods at Karla. A second card is flipped; this one is also upright. It shows people emerging from what looks like graves, extending their arms, and looking up at an angel blowing a trumpet in the sky. At the bottom of the card, Judgment is written, and Sasha hums, still smiling.

“The judgment card in this upright position signifies you are on the right path,” she tells us, but I’m pretty sure Sasha already knows that.

The third card that she flips has my man gasping. This one is apparently called The Tower. The image on the card shows a tower that kind of looks like it’s on fire and with people falling out of it.

“Just wait,” Karla tells Sasha, who is shaking in my arms.

“What does the card mean?” I question, feeling out of the loop.

“Usually nothing good,” Sasha mumbles. “It represents chaos, upheaval, and sudden change.”

Shit that doesn’t sound good at all. What kind of chaos could be lurking around the corner for him? A knot forms in my stomach but I force myself to be patient and hope that Karla has a better explanation once she’s done.

The fourth card she flips is the Wheel of Fortune, which, if I remember from my reading, means change.

“As you know, this card represents change, but it also represents good luck and destiny,” Karla tells me.

The final card she flips is called The Star. It has a naked woman in front of a lake pouring pitchers of water. There is a large yellow star at the top of the card and smaller white stars alongside it.

“The Star represents hope, healing, and renewal,” Karla says and Sasha nods along. “To me, this reading is telling you that you are loved and on the exact path you are supposed to be, but trials will be coming your way. Something big is coming your way, and you need to be prepared. But good luck, hope, and healing will soon follow whatever chaos is thrown at you. You need to stay strong in your faith, in yourself, and those around you. Challenges are coming, but they won’t last long, and good things are waiting for you on the other side.”

“I’ve really had enough of the universe throwing shit at me,” Sasha grumbles, and I run my hands up and down his arms.

“I understand that feeling all too well,” Karla tells Sasha. “Even though we just met, I know you are strong. Your aura is one of the brightest ones I have ever seen. You are going to get through this.”

Sasha sighs but nods. “Thank you. I really appreciate you taking time out of your day to do this reading for me.”

Karla smiles warmly at my man. “Anytime. Please don’t let The Tower card scare you too much. Put your focus more on the ones of positivity.”

“I will,” he responds, standing and rounding the table to give Karla a hug.

“I want you to take this deck and use it whenever you are feeling anxious,” she tells Sasha who shakes his head.

“I couldn’t do that. It looks so old and well loved,” he replies.

“It is. It was a gift to me, and I’m gifting it to you. One day, in the future, you can pass it along to someone else.”

Sasha gives Karla another hug, this one much tighter than the first. “Thank you,” he whispers before letting her go.

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