Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Daring Destiny ~ Part 22


Before Rainy could correct how the receptionist had taken her statement, she was pushed through the door and had her arm looped into that of a man’s she didn’t know. She stared at him, he had spikey black hair, a nose piercing, and more eye liner on than she ever wore.
“Miss Rainy,” said the man, “I’m Merlin.”
“Merlin?” Rainy cocked her head.
Merlin smiled. “Yes, it’s a family name. We’ve all been blessed with the gift of foresight, just as I foresaw you coming here today.”
“Nice,” said Rainy, not believing a word that Merlin was saying, “the thing is, coming here was a mistake and I’ll just go. You don’t need to bother Hoyte.”
“Oh honey, he’ll have my head if I don’t escort you to see him,” said Merlin. “We’ve already transferred his client and given them a free reading with Hoyte next week. Trust me the client got the better end of the deal. He got half a reading with Hoyte before you came, is now getting a fresh reading with another of our gifted psychics, and next week will get another one with Hoyte. So he’s getting three readings for the price of one and I don’t have to tell you how expensive that would be otherwise.”
Merlin didn’t. Rainy knew all too well how expensive a reading with Hoyte Morgan was. Ushering her down the hall, Merlin turned a corner where a heavy oak door stood open. On the door was an elaborate carving of a lion. Rainy smirked as she remembered how Hoyte was obsessed with the creatures.
Merlin knocked twice and then basically pulled Rainy into the room. The room was half professional office, looking more like an old fashioned lawyer’s office if you didn’t look too closely at the hundreds of books on the wall that were tales of the supernatural and studies of psychic phenomenon instead of law journals.
The other half of the room was cozier, with two overstuffed chairs facing a large oval table. Soft free standing laps sat in the corners by the table, giving the area a soft glow. A large book case stood near the laps showing the thousands of different types of Oracle and Tarot cards that Hoyte collected. Of course, Rainy knew they were just for his collection, he only used one deck to give readings. A deck that had been blessed by a shaman in Africa who had taught Hoyte the true meaning of his visions, even though the subject was beyond taboo in the country.
Hoyte sat at a large oak desk staring at a laptop. Seeing him made Rainy feel as if she had been punched in the gut. She sucked in a breath, trying to steady herself. He was just as handsome as he’d always been with his messy black hair that was just a little too long in the back, but somehow balanced out his full black beard.
“Here she is,” said Merlin, dramatically, “Miss Rainy Summerfield.”
“Thank you, Merlin,” said Hoyte. He looked up and Rainy caught her breath again at the sight of his emerald green eyes.
Merlin unhooked his arm from Rainy’s and gave her hand a pat. “It was a pleasure meeting you. I do hope you’ll be around more often so we can get to know each other.”
He gave Hoyte a nod before exiting the room and closing the door behind him.
Rainy sighed. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come. I’ve interrupted your business, which I can see has grown leaps and bounds. You’re doing very well for yourself and I know your time is valuable. I’ll see myself out.”

She walked towards the door. 
“Rainy,” he said, in his deep baritone that always gave Rainy the good kind of goosebumps, especially when his tone was soft as it was now.  “Please.”

Friday, January 11, 2019

Daring Destiny ~ Part 21


“Yes, ma’am,” said the receptionist. “We don’t tell the future, we heal the soul. If you’re looking for a fortune teller, there’s a good one down the street. She’ll tell you what you want to hear and you’ll walk away happy, but only for a bit. Here we’ll help you find happiness for a lifetime, and maybe even two lifetimes. Can I get your name?”
Rainy stared at the receptionist dumfounded and found herself telling the woman her name.
“Wait,” said the receptionist, standing. “The Rainy Summerfield?”
Rainy could feel herself blushing. “Well, I don’t know about the the part, but that is my name.”
“Why didn’t you say so from the beginning?” snapped the receptionist. She tapped her headset and talked to someone on the other end. “She’s here … yeah that she.”
Nerves began to flood Rainy’s body. What exactly had Hoyte told his employees about her? She figured it was security that the receptionist was speaking to.
“You know, I’ll just go.” She turned back towards the door. Coming to Hoyte had been a mistake, she would just need to figure it out on her own. She could do that … in fact, she should just go to the police and tell them what she knows and be done with it. Forget the death omens and black cards, the call had nothing to do with her other than the fact that she happened to be the person who got funneled the call through the system.
“No!” cried the receptionist. Rainy turned in time to see the receptionist hurry out from behind her desk. “You can’t do that. He’ll fire me.”
“What?” Rainy shook her head. “Why? I don’t understand.”
“He knew you were coming,” the receptionist explained. “He told me that if you came in to send you back immediately, so that’s what I’m doing.” She placed a hand on Rainy’s back and gently pushed her towards the door that led to the back of the salon. “Sending you to the back.”
“I still don’t understand,” said Rainy as the receptionist continued to steer her.
“Oh, honey, none of us understand how Hoyte does what he does, but he’s always right,” said the receptionist. “Always.”
“He reads people,” Rainy said flatly wondering why she was dissing Hoyte when she had come to him for help. The truth was he was the best at reading people and signs than anyone in the state, maybe even the country. That is why she had come to him, but he knew he was the best and thought everyone should be just like him.  
“Yes, he gives people readings,” the receptionist repeated as if Rainy was talking about tarot readings and not just reading the signs that people subconsciously give away about themselves. It was a lot more about observations and a lot less about supernatural ability.
Before Rainy could correct how the receptionist had taken her statement, she was pushed through the door and had her arm looped into that of a man’s she didn’t know. She stared at him, he had spikey black hair, a nose piercing, and more eye liner on than she ever wore.
“Miss Rainy,” said the man, “I’m Merlin.”
“Merlin?” Rainy cocked her head.
Merlin smiled. “Yes, it’s a family name. We’ve all been blessed with the gift of foresight, just as I foresaw you coming here today.”

Tuesday, January 8, 2019

Daring Destiny ~ Part 20

CATHY SAID YOU TOOK A WEEK OFF TO WEEN YOURSELF OFF THE MEDICATION? YOU AREN’T ON ANY MEDICATION. WHAT’S GOING ON?!?
Rainy bit her lip. She wanted to share with Ned, but knew she couldn’t. People treated her differently when they found out about her card reading. If they didn’t think she was worshipping the devil, they thought she was a total fruit cake for believing she had supernatural abilities. Of course he could be one of those people who once he found out, he would hound her endlessly for what would happen in the future. Most people stopped seeing Rainy for Rainy the minute they found out.
She texted Ned back, I HAD VACAY TIME. NEEDED REST SO I TOOK IT.
She took a deep breath and geared up her courage to go inside, when she got a response from Ned.
I’M AT YOUR APT. YOU’RE NOT HERE. JUST WHERE ARE YOU RESTING?
Rainy turned off her phone and went inside. She could face Ned or Hoyte, she decided to go with the person she didn’t want to have a relationship with. She’d get his help and then go about her business. That would at least give her time to figure out what to say to Ned.
As Rainy stepped inside Visions she couldn’t help but feel at peace. Hoyte had planned it that way. The entry to his salon was comfortable and if you didn’t know what happened in the back rooms of Visions, you might actually think it was a luxury spa.
Soft jazz played over speakers as a small water feature sat in the corner, it’s delicate splashes blending to the chorus of the music. Over-sized chairs and a sofa scattered the front room as a faint scent of cucumber clung to the air.
Rainy took another deep breath as she made her way to the receptionist who sat at an antique wood desk that was at odds with her Bluetooth headset and tablet.
“May I help you?” asked the receptionist as Rainy approached.
“I need to speak with Hoyte, please,” said Rainy.
The receptionist rolled her eyes. “Honey, everyone needs to speak with Hoyte, that’s why he’s booked solid. Do you have an appointment?”
Rainy shook her head.
“Well, I can put you on a waiting list, but it’s got at least fifty people ahead of you,” said the receptionist. “Or I can get you in with one of our other healers for later this week.”
“Healers?” Rainy cocked her head.
“Yes, ma’am,” said the receptionist. “We don’t tell the future, we heal the soul. If you’re looking for a fortune teller, there’s a good one down the street. She’ll tell you what you want to hear and you’ll walk away happy, but only for a bit. Here we’ll help you find happiness for a lifetime, and maybe even two lifetimes. Can I get your name?”
Rainy stared at the receptionist dumbfounded and found herself telling the woman her name.
“Wait,” said the receptionist, standing. “The Rainy Summerfield?”

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Friday, December 21, 2018

Daring Destiny ~ Part 19


“Hello, thank you for calling Lotus Psychic Source. This is Blossom Moonlight. How can I help you today?”
“Oh thank god it’s you,” cried a woman on the other end.
Rainy’s blood went cold as she recognized the voice from the night before it had been the woman in trouble.
“I’m so glad you called back. Are you okay?”
“No,” the woman whispered.
Rainy put the oracles cards down, she didn’t need any spiritual guidance this time. “Listen very carefully, you need to get out of there. Make an excuse and leave.”
“He’ll find me,” the woman cried.
“No,” said Rainy, “there are places you can hide. Go to the police and they will keep you safe.”
“No one can keep me safe,” said the woman.
“You have to get out of there,” encouraged Rainy. “Just run, anywhere. You think you won’t be safe if you leave, but I’m telling you right now that you are not safe if you stay, that’s guaranteed. Get out. Get out now!”
She heard the woman cry out and the other end of the phone became a muffled mess of sounds. Rainy listened carefully, trying to hear any clues that could help her know what was happening. The other line went silent.
“Hello?” Rainy called out. “Are you there?”
Rainy listened, she hoped to hear breathing, crying, anything that would let her know the woman was at least still alive. She held her own breath and closed her eyes, praying for a miracle.
A scream pierced the line making Rainy jump and return her own startled scream. “Hello! Hello? Anyone, pick up the phone. Are you okay?”
She heard more muffles. “Who is this?”
This time Rainy was met with the gruff voice of a man.
“The woman I was talking to,” Rainy stammered. “Is she okay?”
“Who is this?” the man asked again.
“Just please tell me she’s okay,” said Rainy, feeling tears running down her cheeks.
“If you don’t tell me who you are right now, I’ll track you down and kill everyone you know,” snarled the man.
Rainy disconnected the call. Her mind turned to Clover as her heart ached for the woman who had called. She picked up her cards, turned them over, and saw the entire deck had turned black.



Chapter 6


Rainy paced outside the psychic salon called Visions. She knew she had to go inside. Knew she had to see help from the one person she wanted to avoid. She also knew had no other choice. If anyone could tell her what the black cards met or didn’t mean, it would be Hoyte.
He was the most gifted psychic she had ever met, it was just too bad that he was also her ex-boyfriend. Her cell phone dinged with a text notification. Appreciating the reason to procrastinate a little longer she looked at her phone and saw the text was from Ned.
CATHY SAID YOU TOOK A WEEK OFF TO WEEN YOURSELF OFF THE MEDICATION? YOU AREN’T ON ANY MEDICATION. WHAT’S GOING ON?!?
Rainy bit her lip. She wanted to share with Ned, but knew she couldn’t. People treated her differently when they found out about her card reading. If they didn’t think she was worshipping the devil, they thought she was a total fruit cake for believing she had supernatural abilities. Of course he could be one of those people who once he found out, he would hound her endlessly for what would happen in the future. Most people stopped seeing Rainy for Rainy the minute they found out.

Jennifer is taking some time off to spend with her family over the holidays. Daring Destiny will return on January 8th with all new episodes. 

Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Daring Destiny ~ Part 18


“I still don’t know why you’re wasting your time at Super Foods,” said Rainy as she walked into the kitchen. “Can I help with something?”
“It’s just spaghetti,” said Ned. “You can make a salad and you like that I work at Super Foods. Face it, Rainy, I keep you sane.”
Rainy laughed and shook her head as she thought about the black butterfly tattoo and the vision of Ned’s teeth falling out.  “I don’t know about sane, especially after today, but you do keep me entertained.”
“Well, there you go,” said Ned, “that’s all the reason I need to stay at Super Foods.”
“Are you two dating?” asked Clover, her nose wrinkled.
Ned shook his head. “Better than that, we’re family.”
“We’re related?” Clover’s eyes widened.
“No,” said Rainy, giving Ned a thankful smile as he put dried spaghetti in the boiling water. “We’re friends who love each other like family. Now, come butter the garlic bread so we can get it in the oven.”
After supper, Rainy and Ned worked on cleaning up the kitchen while Clover went to her room to read a book for school.
“You really didn’t have to come over,” said Rainy, “but I’m glad you did.”
“And you should show your gratitude by telling me what happened today at the store,” said Ned.
“I told you, I’m just tired,” said Rainy. “I took my sleeping pill too late and I was seeing things. It was just my mind playing tricks on me.”
“Sounds plausible,” said Ned as he stacked the plates in the sink, “but I happen to know you aren’t on any sleeping pills.”
Rainy pulled a face. “And how would you know that?”
“Clover told me,” said Ned. “And when you lie your left eye twitches.”
“It does not,” said Rainy feeling her left eye twitch.
Ned laughed. “If you say so. Now spill it.”
Rainy shrugged. “There’s nothing to spill. Something scared me last night and I have an overactive imagination.”
She hoped her left eye wasn’t twitching, after all she wasn’t lying so much as to omitting a big part of what had happened.
Ned stared at her. “You’re overactive imagination caused you to see my teeth fall out?”
“My lack of sleep from being scared did,” said Rainy.
Ned nodded. “Okay, you’re not lying.”
“I have no reason to,” said Rainy. “I’ve slept and everything is fine. In fact, it’s so fine that I’ll do these dishes and you can get going. I’m sure you have other places to be tonight. I don’t need a babysitter.”
Ned looked at his watch. “I do have to be some place.”
“Go,” said Rainy, “thanks again for checking on me, but get out of my house.”
Ned laughed and playfully threw a dish towel at her. “Fine, I didn’t want to do your stinky dishes anyway. See you tomorrow at work?”
“Of course,” said Rainy.
She walked Ned out, finished the dishes, and then checked on Clover. Once again her little sister had fallen asleep with her headphones and desk lap on. Rainy turned off the lamp and headed to her own room. She needed to take some calls and make up for missing the shift at Super Foods.
Grabbing her oracle cards she shuffled and laid them out in a quick spread. They were normal, mimicking what the tarot cards had said earlier and none turned black. Rainy once again laughed at herself as she logged into the Lotus Psychic Source system to begin her shift.
Within a couple of minutes she was receiving her first call.
“Hello, thank you for calling Lotus Psychic Source. This is Blossom Moonlight. How can I help you today?”
“Oh thank god it’s you,” cried a woman on the other end.
Rainy’s blood went cold as she recognized the voice from the night before it had been the woman in trouble.