5/13/2023 0 Comments Wicked Heat by Mila Young![]() My attention drifted to the pile of unwashed dishes in the sink and the browning curtain. ![]() She smacked her lips with gum, and I wiped away the perspiration rolling down my neck. I was sweating up a storm sitting in her trailer and the lack of ventilation made it damn hard to concentrate. But the least she could have done was open a window or switch on the fan. This was the first time I’d been booked to tell her future. She’d hired me after one of my regulars had spoken highly of my services. You’d be surprised how often such gestures calmed people. My life was shitty enough to know everyone had skeletons in their closet. Maybe she was used to seeing people high on drugs or having so-called episodes. Are you doing my reading or are you having an episode? She chewed on gum, her exaggerated blinking accompanying her tapping fingernails on the table between us. ![]() You’ve been sitting there for ages staring into space. ![]() H ello? Mars to Sephy? Misty’s Southern drawl sliced through my thoughts, and I refocused on her. ![]()
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