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get in. She paid a £5 entrance fee and walked into the church hall,
Mae at her side.
    Grace
sniffed the air, it was just the same aroma as in her vision. She could already
hear the low drone of humming voices.
    Mae
pointed towards a table. “Look, there’s my table, still with my purple cloth
on. No one’s doing any readings there.” She gave a happy sigh. “The organisers
must have left it as a tribute to my memory, how kind of them. The people here
were always so kind.”
    Apart
from the one who shoved you down the stairs. Grace kept the thought to herself.
    They
walked further into the room. Grace recognised some local faces, some she’d
only passed in the street and some that had come into the shop. They walked by
the reiki healing stand. Grace looked longingly at the couch.
    Mae
caught her look. “I don’t think we have time for that now. You would benefit
from it in the future though, it would help you sleep better. I hope you don’t
think I’m intruding but I did hear you turning about in your bed last night.”
    Grace
sighed. She hadn’t had many good nights’ sleep since her parents died. She
moved closer to the reiki stand and took one of the business cards. She popped
it into her handbag. She opened the bag wider, the tarot cards were still
there. Mae insisted on them being wrapped up in her purple scarf again.
    They
continued their stroll around the hall. People were selling health supplements,
alternative health books and crystal jewellery. There was a calm feeling in the
hall. Grace could understand the pull of the fair. It felt like all your
troubles could be solved under this roof.
    Her
calm feeling suddenly shattered like breaking glass.
    A
woman looking very much like Mae was sitting at the next table giving a tarot
card reading.
    Grace
looked at Mae, her shocked expression matched her own.
    “Brenda!”
Mae exclaimed. “What’s she doing here? She’s wearing my clothes! And those are
my tarot cards!”
    “You
have more than one pack?” Grace whispered.
    “Of
course. I have my favourite then a few backups. I’ve never used that set
though, too modern for my liking. Talk to her! Find out what she’s up to. Oh
no!”
    Mae’s
hands flew to her chest. Grace raised a questioning eyebrow.
    “Pearl
might have been right. Brenda could have been the one that pushed me down the
stairs. She wanted to take over my business! How could she? Grace, talk to
her.”
    Grace
stood to one side as the present reading was tied up. The young woman who was
having the reading wiped a tear away and smiled gratefully at Brenda. She stood
up and said, “Thank you, you’ve helped me so much.”
    Brenda
smiled. Grace took a step back, she didn’t think Brenda was capable of smiling.
    Brenda
said, “Take my card, and here, don’t forget your CD recording. Play this back
to yourself in a few weeks, remind yourself of what I said. Good luck, Chloe.”
    The
young woman clutched the CD and business card to her chest as if they were made
of gold. She looked at Grace and said, “She’s very good.”
    Brenda
gathered her cards together as Grace sat down. Without looking directly at her
Brenda said, “Won’t be a moment, I need to put a new CD in my machine for your
recording.”
    Brenda
did so then she looked over at Grace. Her friendly smile froze on her face.
“You!” she hissed.
    “Yes,
me,” Grace replied. “I thought you didn’t believe in all of this stuff.”
    “That’s
none of your business. Leave my table before I call security and tell them
you’re bothering me.”
    Mae
was standing behind Brenda. She said to Grace, “Tell her I’m here.”
    Grace
quickly shook her head. She wasn’t ready to tell anyone that she could see
ghosts.
    “Trust
me,” Mae added.
    Grace
didn’t have a choice. She had to tell Brenda or be escorted away from the
table. She leant a bit closer to Brenda and quietly said, “The spirit of your
sister is here. She’s standing behind you.”
    Brenda
snorted. “Don’t