“I’m having a 35th birthday party, Marj. You gotta come. Catered, DJ, tarot card readers, it’s gonna be a riot. Last Saturday of this month. I just texted you the address of my loft.”
“Thanks, Serena, but I have a phobia of tarot card readers.”
“I didn’t even know that was a thing.”
“It has been for a few years.”
“What triggered that?”
“ A couple years ago Nellie and Trish and I went shopping in that funky little district just south of the bridge. I was trying on some handmade dresses, then we got separated, and I wandered into like…I don’t know, like a voodoo shop or something. The incense was so thick, I can still smell it, like an entire forest of it was burning. I should have just left.”
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