She shook her head slightly and pointed to the pair of cards on our left. “This is your past.” She moved her finger to the middle. “This is your present.” Finally, she pointed to the other pair. “And this is your future.”
Her voice was an octave lower than it had been a moment before. I supposed this was her fortune telling voice. Hunter and I both looked at the cards anew, then back at her. For a moment I felt stupid, but then I figured there was no reason to know this stuff anyway.
Trinity continued. “The cards tell me something that began recently has you feeling trapped and burdened.”
That could mean anything, but maybe it could be applicable. Confused, I looked up from the cards and found Trinity staring at me intently. More specifically, my boobs.
She looked up and made eye contact, holding it for a second and smiling before I looked away. I turned to Hunter to see if he had just witnessed what happened, but he was too engrossed in his cards.
I looked at him as she moved to the three cards in the middle signifying his present. His expression showed legitimate interest. Why was he suddenly so into fortune telling? And how could be unaware of what was going on with Trinity?
“We’re missing air here,” Trinity mused, as if she hadn’t just been staring at me. “And a messenger has come.”
She pointed to a card depicting a knight with a golden cup. Hunter pursed his lips and looked at me. “Are you a messenger?” he asked skeptically.
I shrugged as they both fixed their gaze on me. “I have no idea. I guess maybe?”
“It’s basically a message of judgment,” Trinity said, pointing to another card.
My brows shot up along with Hunter’s. This was getting more bewildering by the minute. “I have no idea.”
She pointed to the other card in the group of three and pursed her lips, then gave Hunter a small smile. “Things are about to change, I think. Let’s see what your result will be.”
I stared at the card she had been pointing to. It was a picture of a guy dancing with a coin in either hand and a really big hat. How that meant change, I didn’t know.
Shaking my head again, I watched her study the pair of cards for Hunter’s future. She didn’t point to anything this time. Instead, she looked Hunter in the eye. “You will find abundance in the darkness.”
Hunter nodded and looked at me, then back at her. His expression was one of bemusement. “Can you, uh, explain that?”
She shook her head, her expression somber. “It’s what the cards say.”
“But that doesn’t make any sense! Am I going to like, stumble into some treasure while I’m lost in the woods or something?”
She shrugged,a smile threatening to creep over her face. “Maybe.”
His palms were up on the table. “Who the hell finds treasure anymore? Maybe I should go find a time machine and be a pirate? I mean I’m not opposed if you have access to a time machine.”
He turned to me. “Lorrie, do you wanna be a pirate?”
It was hard not to giggle at Hunter’s outburst. He could be such a goofball. I looked over at Trinity to see if she was offended, but it seemed like she was amused if anything. She raised her eyebrows at me and cocked her head slightly.
I turned away. “It sounds like a pretty positive future to me,” I said diplomatically. “And yes, if you want me to be a pirate with you, I think that sounds lovely. Should we get out of here?”
He let out a long breath and then smiled at me. “No way, it’s your turn! If you get the pirate fortune too, we’re going on a time machine hunt. Or at least buying lotto tickets.”
“I don’t think we have time,” I tried, making a show of looking at the clock and at Trinity.
Hunter wasn’t getting my drift. “Come on Lorrie! I’m gonna be a pirate! Life’s awesome!”
The grin on his face was so big I would have thought he was drunk if I didn’t know better. Was that why he had wanted to come here? Did he just want some laughs?
“I can do a simple three card reading for you,” Trinity cooed, bringing the energy of the room back from Hunter’s frenzy. “It’ll only take a minute.”
I sighed and look to Hunter, hoping he would get the message. My attempts to communicate nonverbally were futile. “Do it Lorrie. Three cards!”
“Okay,” I said grudgingly. “But I’m blaming you if it’s bad.”
His face screwed up into a goofy grin and he shrugged. “Deal. I also want credit when it’s awesome, though.”
Trinity smiled at the two of us and shuffled the deck. She cut it the same as she had before, then dealt the three cards out.