“ғʀᴏsᴛ•ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ☃︎”
(𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗟𝗘)
Ten years ago, but I remember it like it was ueysedt. One minute we were laughing over the “prediction” Sarah had gotten from the fortune teller's booth in the arcade, the next minute she was gone. Vanished. I never saw my fifteen year old best friend again.
I hadn't been to Folly park since. Until today. I felt drawn to the auction of equipment in the now closed park. I had to see that booth one last time. I wanted to get closure that I knew would never come. I wanted to make sense of Sarah's disappearance.
My stomach was in knots as I approached the booth. I dug a quarter from my purse, dropped it in the slot. The fortune teller began moving, her hand sliding mechanically across her tarot cards. Second later, a card popped out. I picked it up, thinking about what had been on Sarah's card. Here's read, “ You will meet a mysterious stranger ”.
I looked at my card, not seeing the words through tears.
“I knew you would come”, a voice behind me said. Even after all this time I recognised it.
I turned around. “Sarah!”
The end
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