FALSE Clairvoyance

Dangerous Game Suspicions

Auntie Catherina's daughter is in a short black skirt and a long-sleeve white jumper when she joins Koke in the living room. She apologises for looking suggestive, giving the reason that she's out of nightwear. "I'll have to duck into the basins tomorrow." She places her palm on her forehead. "By the way, talking about tomorrow....Is it when you and Auntie are leaving?" Her arm falls back to her side and her countenance is an eager one to know at the same time her head is tilted a bit.

The visitor shrugs. "Perhaps."

"But your heart is here."

"Yeah. My wish is just getting stronger." They both sigh in unison and immediately steal glances at each other. An awkward silence chips in whilst each fumbles with their digits before Marion opts to occupy the sit opposite the cupboard. The lad is already in the one facing the main door.

Their mothers' voices and the rattling of keys on the exterior end of the house break the quietness. Their children exchange another brief episode of glances before the psychic stands out of her comfort to head for the cupboard. Her arms are reaching for one of the compartments when Catherina enters first, two green polythene bags full of stuff in the hold of her two hands.

She notices her daughter while placing the load on the table, at the same time Fina follows in right behind her. She too is carrying green polythene bags though her content looks to be lighter. The female firstborn turns on the spot to catch their tired faces, her own expressing surprise which she quickly molds into her charming and welcoming smile.

"Oh, Marion....Koke, how are you?" Catherina drags her eyes from her firstborn to the other. The youngest lady in the house replies for both adult children. The fostress's mother presses her curiosity onto the lad, this time around directing the question of whether he's good to him. Fina's son nods with a smile and utters to his mum's friend that he's fine. After confirming that, the older woman shifts sluggishly her attention back to the dude's company. "Marion, please, I'll need your help in the kitchen." She says, exhaustion wearing off her demeanour.

The psychic nods to the request. "Welcome back, Auntie and mummy. Do you guys need anything to drink?" She asks while picking two glasses from the cabinet.

"It'll be a pleasure, my daughter." Catherina replies and drags her form to the couch. Fina looks to still hold some energy and excitement from their outing. She greets the youths with a smile and a trivial move of electricity in her system. Her eyes immediately settle on her fellow visitor when she tilts her head, her smile still steady.

"Koke, did you really have something to eat while you were out?" She questions.

"Yes, mum."

"Okay." She shrugs and walks majestically towards Marion's mum who's almost spread out on the couch with the way she's sitting.

"I'd ordered for you food, son." Catherina drawls.

"I'm sorry Auntie. I couldn't find a way to notify you cause....you know,...." He waves his phone at her. "I can't access Ugandan network."

The daughter brings drinking water to the two parents but whilst she turns away from them, her mother requests and beckons her to lower her head for a whisper to her ear. The fostress hesitates a little but she gives in to the call anyway. She takes glances at each of the visitors before eventually making her figure bend towards Catherina. It's only Koke who has her sketchy attention while Fina is overwhelmingly inside the glass of refreshment. Once the communication is over, Marion straightens her frame.

"Oof. That skipped my mind but....I'm sorry?" She glances from her mum to the lad who's already looking at her with concern as Catherina now drinks from her glass. Next is her turn to pick the stuff off the table and the eyes of Auntie Fina's son follow her motions until hers meet them. The psychic glimpses at their mothers before shaking her head for the dude's attention. The guy's brows stretch up in response prior to Marion swiftly reacting to his concern with a fast fold of her mouth and a brief closure of her lids.

The young covess makes it for the kitchen that is outside of the house, leaving Koke in the silent company of the two older folks. After five minutes, he excuses himself from the sitting room, ending up in his temporary bedroom. The original owner of the space enters and quickly closes the door behind her. The visiting friend looks ripe with questions for her but she immediately gestures for him to calm down.

"I don't think it's a good idea Koke. My mum is already having dangerous suspicions about you which I'm about to figure out but you got to stay out of this, okay? I'll be fine. Just relax....You know, try picking up a conversation with your mum and....and....I'll be back, okay?" She hushes her panicky explanation and leaves on the spot, leaving Auntie Fina's son with a more confused countenance.

Dangerous suspicions?

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Everyone is sitting in the positions they occupy as of yesterday evening. The forks and marble plates are in constant contact as the sound of that occupies the mostly quiet aura. Once in a while, each of them scans the environment independently and talk is damn rare.

Marion airs out her concern. "What's happening? Is this some game that I haven't been notified about?" Her clear voice hides not the complaint tone.

"No dear." Catherina's is an assuring one. "It's just been a long day. Talking, shopping. Oh. We're just out of words this evening. How about you two? Yesterday was our evening and I guess we should leave this one for the young blood." She directs her fork with food into her mouth.

"Oh?" The daughter rises her brows at her mum before focusing on her plate and resisting the urge to look at Koke. Instead, she moves her right foot to meet with the dude's under the table. The male visitor immediately halts every dining movement and slowly draws his attention to the invader. "Koke, do you have something you wanna share about today? I mean your tour." She gestures to him. He smiles and shakes his head with the lass's foot atop his.

"Uhm...." He starts. Marion's foot pressure intensifies, an action to which the lad responds with a swift look at the psychic. The babe subtly shakes her head as if it holds a vibrator in its complexity. Onto that, still in the briefest moment, she frowns at him.

"Yes, son. I see you got what to say today. Come on, tell us. How was your tour?" Fina asks prior to carrying a forkful into her mouth.

"Uh, hah. Uhm, mine is an appreciation but....Oh well, my tour wasn't really one. You know, I....I just walked around the apartment and yeah. I returned shortly."

"Which means this delivery guy wasn't patient enough. For how long were you out?" Catherina asks. Her friend's son looks unsure before predicting his tour duration.

"About fifty minutes."

Fina's friend chews with a load of suspicion in her dark-brown eyes looking at Koke while the two visitors simultaneously mind their current meal, eyes away from anything else. The fostress cunningly looks between her mother and Auntie Fina's son before breaking the strange silence that follows. "Mum?"

Catherina and the female visitor look in her direction. "Yes?" The older feme arches her brows with the reply.

"Are you okay?" Marion asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm good." Her brows quickly retain their natural positions as she brushes off fatigue in a continuous verbal defence. Her only child raises her brows a bit before looking from her to the others in the room.

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Something is about to crack. The game details might as well seep through the tiny spaces. Catherina's suspicions might be the trigger or force to burst Koke and Marion's bubble. As of now, the game is still behind closed doors. With every tick of the clock, it's getting tense and somewhat relaxing at the same time. This seems to be the last supper with the visitors though and so, there's a chance for the Psychic's Game to close. Will Fina's son accept to go back to South Africa? But....even if he does, what are the chances of him surviving the insecurities?

I'm grateful for your reading of FALSE Clairvoyance and please,

The Story Continues....