Chapitre 113: Chapter 113 - Star Crossed Lovers
As much as I wanted to stay with Celeste I knew I had to head back to my parents.
Before then I grabbed my phone to look up who Kirsten Goodall was. The first thing to pop up was her website. She is a self proclaimed matchmaker who 'did love differently.' According to her site she has only one session you could book which basically was a psychic session with mixed mediums of fortune telling.
The list of people she pulls from is not like a traditional list where people submit an application. It is literally just random people who have no idea she has their name and photo. I was surprised she was not sued yet but according to her die hard fans, she has never been wrong in her predictions.
She calls is star crossed lovers. These people were destined to be together but all she does is give you the information. You would have to do the work to find you let alone get them to like you. Again as to how she was not sued yet was crazy. What if people were married or already in relationships or don't want you. It just feeds delusions.
This was nearly enough for me to call it quits but if we did not meet today my mom would find a way for me to meet this woman regardless. This was turning into a bigger headache than I thought. As I exited the page my princess's phone call came in. "Hello?" I was glad I did not toss the phone over to the passenger seat as I planning.
"Hey. Ok have you looked up Kirsten yet?" I looked around to see if she saw me but my car was parked away from her window so she had no way. "Ha yeah I looked. Seems like some kind of quack to me to be honest." My head titled against the window of my car.
"Maybe but I only know her because she set up Noemi and her husband. Well kind of, she does not do the actual meeting but she told Noemi who her future husband is and she found out they were in the same communications class." Though her voice was low as she wanted to lessen any pain she felt, I could hear the slight excitement in her voice.
"Tell me how it goes." She wanted to know how it goes? "What if she say you are not my star crossed lover and says some other random lady?" Though I knew she was probably shady I worried if Celeste would feel sad. And though I would never admit it, I knew that a very small microscopic part of me would also feel a bit miffed.
"Well you say she is a quack right? Besides I am not a baby, I won't cry if she does not say me." Her tone did not convince me but I could not help but give in. I understood what her father said when he mentioned being unable to refuse her. I would rather eat my own shit than deny her wishes.
"Fine. I will let you know once the meeting is over." Giggles pealed softly as she found my situation amusing. "I can't wait to hear. Let me call you later, the doctor came in." She hung up before I could say goodbye properly.
"So cute."
By the time I got home it was a little past noon. I saw an unfamiliar car in the driveway and knew she was inside. "She wastes no time does she." Rolling my shoulders back I prepared for the mental war about to go down inside.
Though I had seen her pictures from her website, she looked different than she did online. She was an older woman with graying hair which was in a long braid which ran down her back. I half expected hippie clothes or more shabby clothes to make her seem more mystical but she wore a light gray jacket and some regular blue jeans.
The items she had on the table however, did fit the brand of a mystic. It was a large deck of cards which I presumed were her tarot cards. She had a bowl of bones and a myriad of other things.
I cocked an eyebrow and just sat at the other end of the table. "Alright lets get this circus show on the road." My mom who was sitting and conversing with the woman gave me the death glare. "Dean Cortez that is no way to treat a guest. Get up and greet Miss Goodall properly."
However before I could get up the old woman spoke in a raspy tone. "Your future wife definitely has the patience of a saint. I can see her already, a quiet beauty." That sounded like my Celeste but I did not want to give in to this lady. "Sure whatever."
She got up fluidly and sat down across from me. Clearly unbothered by my words and actions. She began by knocking on her deck and began pulling out cards. However the tarot did not look like what I have seen before. The drawings on them looked strange.
She pulled out about 15 cards. She set them up so each row had 5 cards. "This first row is describing your past, the middle is your present, and the last row is your future." She flipped the first card.
"You were a temperamental boy, you had huge emotions in such a small body. You often got in trouble but notably you already met your first love at that young age. Though you never knew how to describe it or explain it, you recognized your twin flame. Your star crossed lover."
She must have researched me beforehand. It was common knowledge how I behaved when I was little but even more so when I was older.
She flipped the next few cards and sighed heavily. "As much as you smiled and did naughty things you were a young man filled with a deep sense of sadness. You were never truly happy in your teen years. Those naughty acts gave you a rush, a break from the sadness, but then it was right back to where you started. This is where you started to spiral."
That. I could not find a reasonable excuse for. Truth be told I was very depressed in my teen years. My parents growing frustrations, my lack of control in my life, and what I wanted most drifting away. It was a lot to process at that tender age. I just scoffed but did not give her a response.
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