Chapter 3Phoebe was a tall woman with wide hips made even wider through her blue and purple flowing dress. Her hair was silver, but in the photos on her pamphlets, it showed that it had once been coal black and down to her ample breasts. She was much older now, but that only gave her status as a high priestess an added edge. Phoebe’s shop was called Inner Vision, and she touted her powers of tarot, astrology, and dream analysis. She had four different types of readings, as advertised in her pamphlets, but only the smallest one—a fifteen-minute consult on any question—was what Felicity could afford. Even with the coupon, which was what You Have Been Called was supposed to mean. You have been called to save. Not be saved. Felicity felt so foolish that she’d ever read it any other way.
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