Vadoma? Hadn’t he said the fortune-teller’s name was Dodona? When I was with Adam, I could switch my body clock from diurnal to nocturnal easily, but had the past few nights thrown me off so much I hadn’t heard straight?
“Dodona has been waiting for you, young sir. Please enter.”
Fortunately, she hadn’t added, “freely and of your own will,” because if she had, I’d have booked.
“Thank you, Grandmother.” I gave a slight bow and she stared at me. Had I said something wrong? “Um…Is it okay if Mina comes with us?”
She gave a gracious gesture and opened the lower half of the door. Mina bounded up the shallow wooden steps, and I climbed up after her.
“Dodona, they’re here.”
“Yes, Nagyanya.” The woman seated with her back to me had a long fall of ink-black hair that spilled down to curl arou
