A Most Discourteous Interview

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I was nervous.  Okay…yes, obviously.  Obviously I was nervous.  This one, I really, really wanted.  Based on the description.  Field investigation and research.  Constant travel, mostly domestic, but some international travel might be required.  Opportunities to advance, to earn further education, to earn money.  But best of all, I would not be able to talk about the details of my work—with rare exception—with anyone outside of the organization.  No details meant no criticism from my…beloved family.  But you can’t always be sure from just a description.  I tried not to get too excited. Continue reading

The Automated Fortune Line

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“What did you come here looking for, Dorian?” she asked.

A rumble of thunder sounded outside.  And the rain seemed to thicken.  Instead of the quick but distinct droplets, there were now just splashes and slaps of water hitting the little house that had been converted into the psychic’s parlor.  The lights flickered. Continue reading