down at the Witches Brew page 3

down at the Witches Brew page 3 by ric gustafson


Miss Mabel bent down and picked up the stack of tarot cards from underneath the booth. She was trying to put them into a tarot spread and impress the customer who was sitting across from her. She was frustrated because each time she tried to put the cards into a spread, they fell onto the floor.
She was trying to put the cards into a spread when she heard the phone ring. She walked over and picked up the phone that was by the cash register. " Witches Brew this is Miss Mabel". " Hi Martin" she said as she stared at her customer. He wore all white and something about him sent chills down her body. " I've been waiting for you to show you my tarot spreads". " You're not coming" she said with a large frown. " Why is that?". " A turkey" she exclaimed with a cackle. " Are you sure you're not coming". " Ok". She hung up the phone and walked back to the table. " Can you believe it" she said as she kept trying to put the cards in order. " A turkey was spotted on Main Street and Martin wanted to go check it out". She looked at the customer. " I almost had him".
Jesus quietly shook his head. " You can't have him".
Just then, she recognized the voice. " Nazarene".
Jesus put his scarred hands on the table. " He's confused but he believes in me".
" I should have realized it was you when I couldn't shuffle my cards".
Jesus stared at the witch. " Do not tempt him any longer with your sorcery".
She shook her black hair. " Suit yourself" she said as she heard the bell ring over the front door. " There will always be someone else". She stood up and began to walk toward the door. She turned to see that Jesus had left. She walked up to the young woman who was standing under the cobwebs. She gave a slight cackle. " Welcome to the Witches Brew".


The End- dedicated to Tom E


Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric