“I’m sorry to hear about your mother.” She picks up a deck of cards and splits it in two. “But I’m a cartomancer, not a medium.” “I don’t speak con-artist.” Her nostrils flare. “It means I tell fortunes with playing cards. I don’t make contact with the dead.” “Good thing I’m not here to make small talk with my mother’s ghost then.”
How is he cracking me up already?🤭
