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cards.”
    “Why
are they wrapped in a scarf?”
    “To
protect them against evil forces, of course.”
    Of
course.
    Grace
turned the cards over. Mae reached out to touch the cards.
    Something
changed.
    Grace
looked up. “We’re not in Kansas anymore.”
    Mae
let out a gasp of delight. “Is this the vision thing you were telling me about?
I must have been attached to my cards. This is really clear, it’s like we’re
really here.”
    “Wherever
here is,” Grace muttered. “What’s that smell?”
    “It’ll
be incense. I didn’t realise you’d be able to smell anything. I know where we
are, it’s St Mark’s Church. They hold a psychic fair for two days every month.
I used to give readings. Can we move closer into the vision? I’ll take you to
my table, it’s right near the door, I was the one that people saw the minute
they came into the church hall.”
    Grace
moved forward, still holding the cards. Mae had let go. She walked in front of
Grace through the crowds.
    “I
had no idea these kind of fairs were so popular,” Grace said.
    “People
like to know what’s happening in their lives, they like to have hope. Follow
me.”
    Grace
could hear tinkly music, like wind chimes, coming from several directions.
There was also a low sound of chanting. Stalls were placed all around the hall.
It reminded Grace of the local market. But the stall owners weren’t shouting
out their wares to passers-by, they were just smiling. It all seemed very
friendly.
    Grace
saw a stall that offered reiki healing. She paused for a moment. A young woman
was lying down on a couch with her eyes closed. An older woman was holding her
hands several inches above her body.
    Mae
noticed her looking. “It’s to align the chakras and get rid of any blockages.”
    “Hmm.”
So that’s what reiki was. Grace had a fleeting thought that she might want to
try it.
    They
headed closer to the main door.
    Mae’s
hand shot out, she pointed towards a table. “There I am? Do I really look like
that from behind?”
    They
walked nearer until they were facing the Mae who was still alive. Grace saw the
sad look on ghost Mae’s face. It must be awful facing your former self.
    Mae
was giving a reading to a middle aged woman who had tears in her eyes.
    Ghost
Mae said, “I gave her a message from her mum who had recently become a spirit,
I remember that her mum was telling her to leave her bully of a husband.”
    “And
you told her that? I thought you were only supposed to give good news or something.”
    “I
told people the truth, even if they didn’t want to hear it. If someone got
really upset I’d offer to give them a refund.”
    “Did
you ever see someone’s death? Did you warn them about it?”
    Ghost
Mae shook her head. “No, thankfully. I often saw illness and would tell the
customer to make an appointment with their doctor.”
    The
customer wiped her eyes and thanked the vision Mae profusely.  She stood up and
walked away. Another customer was waiting nearby with a hopeful smile. The
vision Mae smiled and said, “Please excuse me for a few minutes.”
    The
ghost Mae gave an embarrassed laugh. “Oh, I remember this. I’d drunk too many
teas that day, they kept appearing on my table. I normally just sip water
through the day so that I don’t need the toilet. I didn’t want to refuse the
tea, I didn’t want to hurt anybody’s feelings.”
    Ghost
Mae and Grace turned to follow the vision Mae.
    The
scene changed.
    “We’re
upstairs, just outside the toilets. There I am, hitching my dress up to go
downstairs. Those church steps are so steep! I kept thinking I was going to
fall down them one day!”
    A
chill shot down Grace’s back and terror gripped her stomach.
    “Mae,
I think this is when you died.”

Chapter 10
     
    The
vision Mae hitched up her long skirt in one hand and gripped the banister with
her other.
    Grace
wanted to turn away but she knew that wasn’t an option.
    A
voice called out, “Mae Moonshine!”
    It
sounded dull