Page 11 of One More Round

Still, Marci could just be really good at reading a room.

She leans back and looks at us all again.

"I'm sorry. But, this just makes me so happy. This doesn't often happen, at least not for me. But you girls ... I can feel your souls. And I want to tell you, the three of you … well, you all were sisters in another life."

Oh my God.

Morgan elbows me. Uh, did I say that out loud?

"Really, it's just so special that your souls are together again." She leans back in her chair and sighs dreamily. "I just love being in the presence of souls who find each other over and over again."

OK, it's official. This chick is cuckoo and not for Cocoa Puffs.

"Alright, who's next?" she asks happily.

"Hmm, I guess I'll go next." Morgan stands to switch seats with Ruby.

This round goes much the same as Ruby's did. She tells her that the person she lost is still with her when it counts, which totally baffles me. Didn't she watch Casper? The mom was never a ghost because she didn't have unfinished business. So, how could this woman possibly know that Morgan's mom passed away years ago and is "with her." Lucky guess.

She also tells Morgan that she has made it through a rough year, but the payoff will result in an essential question by someone she very much loves.

Again. We all know it's just a matter of time before Dex asks her to marry him. You can read it all over her face that she is madly in love.

This palm reader crap is for the birds.

Before I know it, I'm in the hot seat. While I'm not a believer, I'm kind of nervous to hear what B.S. she will pull from thin air. But it seems that I have to wait because Marci just stares at me.

Then she smiles.

"After hearing the past thirty minutes, you've sat here, taking this all in and rolling those eyes. Biting back your smirks. You don't believe in this stuff, so why are you here, Gia?" Her tone is challenging.

I wasn't expecting her to call me out, so I clear my throat to buy myself a second.

"No, I have a hard time believing in this stuff when it's so obviously been exposed through the media as a sham," I state confidently. "I'm here because my best friends wanted to come."

She squints her eyes a little and studies me for a beat longer.

"Or, maybe you’ve already chosen not to believe because you are afraid of what I might say."

Gulp. Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?

I steal a glance to my right. I swear, Morgan and Ruby are at the edge of their seats, anticipating what’s going to happen next.

"Umm," is all I can get out. All traces of confidence have been wiped from existence.

"Well, I can see why you'd be scared. There is a shadow looming and, girl, it’s fixin' to storm. You’d better be alright with change, because you won't be able to get rid of it."

"Jeesh, give me the bad news, Doc," I mutter.

She tsks and suddenly lets go of my hand, which I had forgotten she’d had in her grasp.

"The good news is that your soulmate is ready and waiting to help you through this. Just don't be a stubborn mule about it."

What the frack? I didn't realize she was Southern until she gave me this tongue lashing. One I don't think I deserved. But, fine, I get it. I was bringing down the vibe.

"Ladies, it was so very nice to meet you, but your time is up." She stands and turns to the small table behind her and studies a book.

Morgan and Ruby are up and to the door as I push in my chair, still unsure of what just happened.

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