In the CARDS
Jul 14, 2021
3 minutes
Maureen, I need you to man the fortune-telling tent. Joy usually does it but she’s on holiday.’
Maureen pulled herself up to her full 5ft 3in. ‘No way! I don’t know what the tarot cards mean.’
Clare sighed. ‘That’s a shame. Simon Barnes was right. He said you’d refuse to do it.’
‘Hold on!’ Maureen fired, hearing the name Simon Barnes. They’d clashed soon after he’d moved into the neighbourhood months ago. Her Labrador had drenched
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