Time hung like a weight around my neck as I surveyed the scene. Finally, my gaze reached hers and my heart beat harder and faster still, drumming away...almost visibly in my chest. It was only a split second, but for me, it was an eternity. Without moving my eyes I saw her, really, truly saw her for the first time. Those eyes, those deep, vibrant eyes instantly pierced me. Could they actually be brighter than I remembered — was that even possible. Her hair was as golden as ever, but it seemed. Just for a minute or two.’ ‘That’s my girl. Now, word of advice, don’t argue with her, okay.’ I raised my eyebrow. ‘Personal experience, you’ll have a better consultation if you’re, let’s say, ‘agreeable’.’ I entered the house not having any expectations. I’m an insurance broker, and look at four walls of a cubicle every day. Just the idea of entering an old Victorian house for a consultation with a psychic was an experience in itself. A young woman, about my age, moved us to a small room and. "Levi, could I talk to you for a few minutes in your office?" Sure, Cas. Mike," he turned to speak to one of the other instructors, "could you work with these guys for a little while. I will be back shortly."We went into his office but I didn't sit down, although I did manage to not give in to my desire to pace."I thought I needed to tell you some of the stuff that has been happening."He just kept looking at me, his face having gone pretty stoic. I had no read on him at all."Well, almost a. .. my bathroom at home was half the size. Marble counter-tops, polished chrome faucets, even a shower stall in the corner with two heads.On the counter next to the sink was a basket full of women's hygiene supplies and makeup, wrapped up in cellophane like one of those gift baskets. My name was written on a card attached to it, but there was no note. There was a similar card taped to a cupboard next to the sink, which was empty - presumably this was where I was to keep my things.I didn't have.