Chapter Fifteen
The fortune teller's "office" was smack in the middle of suburban commerce hell. It was one of those areas that had been on the outskirts of town after World War II, developed into tract homes for returning GIs, then became a refuge for the "white flight" in the fifties. The city kept growing, and by the late sixties it was no longer far enough outside of town to qualify as a refuge. Some developers took advantage of that and bulldozed a few blocks to build a shopping mall, followed in the seventies by a couple more strip malls.
Next to the strip malls were a few residential buildings, homes of hold-outs who didn't want to sell initially, fighting to preserve the integrity of their neighborhood. But after the malls took over, they realized there was no neighborhood left t
