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Head In The Clouds

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France 1923, Three girls walk in the crowded market.

“Oh there she is” The eldest says. “Let's go inside”

“I don't know if it's a good idea Emma, I don't want to find out about my future”

“Oh come on Snow, don't you want to know how your future husband will look like” the third said.

“I don’t care about that Emma, besides, what if she tells us something is going to be wrong in our future lives? I don't want to hear that” Snow said to the girls.

“Well then, wait for us outside then” Emma answered defiantly. She din’t want her friend to wait outside but she knew that her friend’s curiosity would prevail.

“Ok, I'm coming in, but I don't want to know if it's bad”

The three young ladies entered the fortune teller's workplace. It was almost completely lit by candles. It gave the room a mystic feel. Probably what the seer wanted, Emma thought.

Looking at the first one's hand, the seer said “You'll inherit a great fortune and will have great power”

Looking at Snow's hand, she said “You'll have a great love story, will live happily ever after and have many children” the girls giggled at her answer.

Then Emma presented her hand.

“I can't see anything” the fortune teller said after staring at her hand. She tried to stay composed but Emma saw concern in the fortune teller’s eyes. The girls thanked the seer before Snow said “Let's go, we'll miss the bus”

Perplexed, Emma left the place, before deciding to enter again. “What did you see? Please” she asked concerned.

Sighting in defeat, the old lady answered “Do you really want to know?”

Emma nodded.

“I saw your 34th birthday, dear”

“What will happen?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know” She confessed, but Emma didn’t believe her “please, tell me what you saw”
“I’m sorry dear, I just saw nothing, nothing at all”

“What does that mean?” Emma asked flustered and worried. Bu her friends called for her “Emma, the bus is here, come”

Composing herself Emma left the small fortune teller’s shop in a hurry.

What did the fortune teller mean by “nothing”? Did she mean she couldn’t see past this day or did she mean there was no future for her past that date? Was her 34th birthday the day she would die? Emma thought. What if she only had 20 years to live? How will it happen?

From that day on, Emma couldn’t take the fortune teller’s words off her mind, and tried to live her life to the fullest, no matter what it took. After all, she had nothing to lose.