Free A Twist in the Tale (2011) by Mel Comley Page A

words.
    “Interested
now, are you? Do you want me to tell you in which direction your life will go
next?”
    His
dark brown eyes sparkle with mischief.
    “Go
on.” I urge in excitement.
    A
smile stretched across his lips and I find myself mesmerised by its intensity. Calm
down girl, you’re off men for good, remember? You’ve had your fill of them,
especially the tall, dark and handsome variety.
    “You
picked this card here for your future ‘the sheep’ it tells me that you’re about
to bump into the man of your dreams. He’ll be caring and considerate and tall,
dark and handsome to boot…”
    “Hmm…A
wolf in sheep’s clothing then, just like all the others,” I muttered with
contempt. 
    “There’s
more, the card also indicates you have a maternal instinct crying out to be
fulfilled and two children will shortly come your way.”
    “What?
That’s it, I’ve had enough of this baloney. For your information I can’t have children.”
    “I’m
sorry but the cards are never wrong. Please, will you let me know when my premonition comes true?”
    “ If, any of it comes true, you mean. Sure, I’ll let you know,” I said marching
for the door.
     
    We
left about an hour later after Sara’s reading.
    That
night I tossed and turned, unable to push aside the happy pictures of me
strolling along with a handsome bloke on my arm and a couple of kids in tow.
    I
woke up resembling a zombie and found myself daydreaming in the car on the way
to work. That was until I smashed into the car in front of me.
    I
got out of my car and rushed to see if the driver of the vehicle was injured.
“I’m so sorry…YOU!”
    Rubbing
his neck the driver said, “Hello, Claire, fancy bumping into you.”
    “I
think you’ll find that’s the other way round.”
    “Accidents
will happen. Bumped intoany other tall, dark handsome men since
yesterday?” Mystic M asked looking amused.
    His
words sent my head spinning. You’re about to bump into a kind, considerate,
tall, dark and handsome guy.
    I’m
sure mind-reader could also be added to extraordinary powers because he was
nodding and smiling at me. “That’s right, our meeting was written in the
cards.”
    “You what?”
    “I
saw you involved in a car crash with a man driving a red BMW, and that…” He
pointed over his shoulder at his red sports car. “I believe is a red BMW. Oh
and by the way, I also have two children. Gemma six and Todd aged four. So how
about it then?”
    “ How about what?” I asked floored by his
question.
    He
laughed. “How about a dinner date, you never know what destiny has mapped out
for you. The M stands for Matthew by the way, Mystic Matthew.”
    Well,
who am I to argue with destiny?
     
     
     
     
    Lunchtime
Grilling
     
    “Meet
me at Luciano’s at one o’clock on Friday.” The voice ordered before hanging up.
    No
please or will you, just be there. Great, well that’s something to look forward
to then, not.
    That
was a couple of days ago. Here I am, nervous and tired due to lack of sleep. The
curiosity factor had been too great to ignore.
    We
spot each other as soon as I enter the restaurant, she signals for me to join
her with a dainty hand, dripping in jewellery. She’d chosen a quiet table for
two tucked away in the corner.
    So
this was Dan’s wife. Unrecognisable from the way he’d described her. Mind you,
that made sense I supposed, how would any man describe ‘the wife’ to his
mistress of five years?
    “Hello,
Karen, please take a seat.” Her smile stretches tight across perfect white
teeth.
    Close
up her beauty astounds me. With an unsteady hand I pull out the chair opposite
her and lower myself into it.
    This
was certainly no dowdy housewife as Dan had claimed. Sophistication radiates
from every pore or was it all an act?
    I
feel cheap in comparison dressed in my boot-legged jeans and plunging top.
    “I’m
so pleased you agreed to meet me. I must admit I had my doubts whether you’d
turn up or not.” The words tumbled