Chapter 21: The Tarot Warning

"Tarot isn't for everyone," Megan said, and I wondered how pale I looked for her to be nice to me.

"But it's accurate. I mean I drew the exact same cards...twice."

The teacher came over to our table. "What's wrong?"

"It's the same cards." I blinked back tears. "Look at my future card."

"Remember," he crossed his arms behind his back. "It's not set in stone. The future is ever-changing, flexible."

I tried to let his words comfort me, but they didn't. He turned to another table to help them with their interpretation of the cards.

How was it that I drew all three cards again? Wasn't that a sign that this was a big deal? A warning?

Mom. I grabbed my backpack and dug through it for my cell.

I checked my messages. Nothing. No calls, no text, nothing. Panic squeezed my chest. She would've contacted me. Made sure I made it to school safely. Called and would want the latest gossip and how I was setting in and about my classes. I had to go see her.