1855. Fate deals the cards

Olga stumbled across a free online webpage that would interpret the four tarot cards clicked on. The entire deck of cards was spread out, face down. Things hadn’t been going well for Olga recently and she was searching for something positive to cling to. She had been threatened by strangers several times in the past week because she had been seen going into a fast food establishment that was no longer considered woke.

Olga clicked on four cards, even though she thought that such things online were bogus hocus-pocus. The four cards when clicked on turned their faces up. An interpretation of the selected cards was proclaimed by a computerized voice.

The first card shows that you are insecure and do not know whether or not to accept a recent invitation to a birthday party. Go! Go to the party!

That’s true, thought Olga. I have been invited to Elaine’s birthday party at the solstice and I wasn’t keen to go.

The second card indicates what sort of gift you should bring to the birthday party. Nothing too expensive; nothing too ostentatious. Just a pleasant gift that the person would enjoy.

How right that is, thought Olga. I am so pleased I bought Elaine a simple peace lily in a lovely pot.

The third card indicates someone else at the party whom you meet for the first time. It could be a person of the opposite sex. The card indicates that they will become a significant person in your life.

That is so exciting, thought Olga. I’m well into the marriageable age and have yet to find Mister Right.

The fourth and final card indicates…

It was then that Olga’s phone rang. Hello. Hello, said Olga. It was Elaine. Could Olga email her the online address for party games she had told her about? Sure she could. She would do so immediately.

What a shame that Olga never heard the reading for the remaining card she had selected. Otherwise she may not have been murdered at the party by “Mister Right”.

66 thoughts on “1855. Fate deals the cards

            1. Bruce Goodman Post author

              I shall seek it out enthusiastically since it has been such a satisfying consolation to you. I have always kept chickens until my current residence. I used to have faverolles (the breed) because they were classy and no one else had them.

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                    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

                      Well – this has been very educational. I shall refrain from kicking your statue in the balls because I have just learnt how to type one of these – ã – on my computer! João-Maria!

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                    2. João-Maria

                      Tildes are the rarest of diacritics, if you don’t count the disgusting, invidious háček. Even typing it nauseates me.
                      Thank you for learning how to type it, though I’m used to being referred to as Joao, at this point.

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                    3. João-Maria

                      That’s because the Maōri phonetics require the distinction of long and normal vowels; (ā/aa, ē/ee, ī/ii, ō/oo, ū/uu). It’s a feature that it shares with Chinese and that, as we’ve come to known, always translates poorly. I just find it rather odd that Maōri never got breves; I suppose they just like elongating vowels.
                      Portuguese is so infamously different to pronounce, actually, that we have a very wide breadth of vocal expression as well as ease with other complex phonetic languages, like Greek, Russian and Korean. My only major downfall is Estonian. I can’t get the Estonian umlaut, ä, to roll out, for the life of me.

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      1. João-Maria

        As they shall; I’m available to produce the beat poem that will engender its subsequent felling, for the murderer had not one, but two ancestors that once said “what, Cassandra? I have friends that are black, I can say it!”
        Yes, they both spoke to a Cassandra as they were saying it.

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  1. Herb

    But if Olga would have seen the 4th card then the whole thing would have been wrong because she would have learned that Right was wrong. This way the cards were right about Right. It’s all very confusing, really, but I think Bruce did this whole right Right thing because he knows how to write Right, right?

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                    1. badfinger20 (Max)

                      Well you fit in with us bloggers very well!!! Why else would we peddle our material for free? But…we still aren’t cheap.

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  2. umashankar

    Now then, that reminds me again of Tess of d’Urbervilles, the letter slipping under the carpet etc. Unfortunately, the real culprit never even crossed the mind of the detective, or the Judge, who sent the assassin to the gallows. I would like to time-travel and make the deceased read the fourth tarot card too, but that is only a triumph of your story.

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