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Waverly sighed at her friend. “Well, it’s too late for that
now isn’t it? Just tell them what they want to hear, that’s what I
did with Katy….and it somehow worked.” Astrid turned to walk away
and before she could even reach the opposite side of the porch she
heard Waverly say “Who’s first? Tarot readings $5 dollars! Step
right up!”The girls had been outside for two hours when Astrid’s
mother appeared on the porch with sandwiches and lemonade. It was
pretty warm outside and some people were still hanging out on the
porch, sitting on the steps and under the tree in the yard. “If you
two could take a break from the great beyond, I made some snacks.”
Astrid’s mother said. The girls did need to stop to eat and
Astrid’s mom was clearing a space on the table and was picking up
all the cards to put them back in the box. One of the cards fell on
the ground. She stooped to pick it up. It was the “Wheel of
Fortune” card again. She showed it to Astrid. “Hey maybe I should
go on that TV show and win some money.” Neither girl knew what she
meant. “No, it means that fate has dealt that card to you, it also
means that there is about to be a big change for you, Mamacita.”
Astrid grinned. Her mom just laughed and walked back in side. The
time had gone by so fast that Waverly hadn’t realized how hungry
she actually was. “Thanks other mom!” she yelled stuffing a
sandwich into her mouth. Astrid walked over to Waverly and said
“Hey, get your own mom!” They both chuckled and returned to trying
to help people figure out their love lives and if they should
change jobs, and in one case, what outfit to wear on the first day
of school. People were seeking answers to all kinds of questions,
and Astrid was doing her best to be polite and helpful. She didn’t
really see any need to be negative and when negative cards came up,
she tried to use it as an option for something more positive that
would come as a result. So, when the death card came up, as it did
from time to time, she explained that it was just an end to
something, or a means to an end, not that anyone was actually going
to die. First of all, she knew that everyone was eventually going
to die, but it wasn’t her place to give such news. Waverly was also
trying to stay as upbeat as possible, although it proved difficult
at times. It seemed to her like some people just want to hear bad
news, she wasn’t sure why that was, but she tried to stay away from
it as much as possible. When the last person had gone home, they
poured out their mason jars and started counting the money. They
had $130 dollars. They had each read thirteen people. It occurred
to Waverly that they all seemed thirsty, so they made a plan to go
to the store and buy a case of bottled water and sodas to sell. As
far as money was concerned, the more the merrier. It was getting
late in the afternoon when Astrid’s dad came out onto the porch. He
was pacing around with his hands behind his back, so Astrid knew he
meant business. “Is there something we can help you with faa-tha?”
she said in her best southern accent. “Well, I hate to be a downer
since you gals seem to be having such a good time, and we are very
happy for your success…. but it is summer, and there are some sort
of child labor laws, I believe.” Astrid didn’t like where this was
going. “It’s not like we’re making shoes or working in a coal mine,
dad.” Her father sat down at the table opposite from the girls. “I
spoke with Waverly’s mother and she is concerned, as are we, that
you guys are spending too much time on this project.” Astrid
started to speak but her father held up his hand. “Please let me
finish, and then you may have your rebuttal. So, we have decided
that you may do this for two hours a day and that’s all. Go swim or
ride bikes, or e-publish or whatever it is you kids do in the
summertime, the point is that we want you doing other activities as
well…. now you go.” Astrid