Abstract
I extended my burning hand to grasp his cold, damp one. The gold, silver, and copper bracelets on my wrists jingled, and the sound echoed against the hard surfaces of the office. My fingernails, blades of claret red under the fluorescent lights, sparkled defiantly as I turned his hand over to get my first look at the lines on his palm. The spectators hushed and began to look uncomfortable, as if caught in some shameful act. As I read his hand, I felt Sally guiding my movements, and I heard her voice whispering to me. I warmed to the familiar routine. It was then that I knew this would be the most satisfying scene of my career. I looked into his eyes and smiled confidently.
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