A Psychic Comes Calling

When a psychic finds me in a coffee shop, she has a message from my dead husband.

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The panini’s had been ordered, and I had just gotten up to grab my “Blue Velvet,” a tea latte. A woman sitting at a table next to ours, asked, “Did your boyfriend or husband die recently?”

Here we go again, I thought.