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“I knew I’d see you again.” Sharla grinned at me, letting me inside her caravan. “Do you know why I’m here?” I asked. “I think I have an idea. Let’s take a peek into the crystal ball and see if I’m right.” She said, sitting down at the table. I stood next to her and watched as the ball lit up. “Oh.” She gasped solemnly. “I do know why you came but I’m afraid I cannot tell you what you want to hear.” I frowned. “What did you see?” She hung her head and uttered, “A future…without children. I’m very sorry.” I sat down heavily into the chair across from her. I was on the brink of tears. “Surely there is something you can do?” I whimpered. She thought for a moment, then a guarded expression passed over her face. “Maybe.” She said putting her hands back on the crystal ball. “Just maybe.” I stared as the ball lit back up. Sharla made sounds of approval as she looked into the unknown. Finally she stood and took me by the hands. “I cannot do anything for you unfortunately. But there is another. Do not promise her anything you cannot afford.” I gave a hopeful smile. “I would pay anything.” Sharla grimaced and pulled a large seashell out of a trunk, then blew into it three times. “She has been called. In three days time, she will rise from the depths of the ocean.” My eyes grew round. What was I getting myself into? Sharla scribbled an address down on a piece of paper and slipped it into my hand. “Meet her here…on the third evening. And use caution.”

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