The Palm Reader's Lie
The palm reader had been wrong. That was the thought that kept circling in Sarah's mind as she pushed the creamed spinach around her plate at Le Petit Bistro. Madame Zora had promi...
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The palm reader had been wrong. That was the thought that kept circling in Sarah's mind as she pushed the creamed spinach around her plate at Le Petit Bistro. Madame Zora had promi...
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