Chapter Twenty-Five
Once the initial shock of Mandy’s departure had worn off, Molly was the first to go out and see if she was OK. But, by then, the psychic had already vanished out of sight.
Molly came back inside and closed the door. Entering the dining room, she informed Celia and William about the psychic’s departure.
William sniggered. “Well, she’s had her money, now let’s see if she’s earned it.”
Celialooked over at her husband. “What do you mean by that!” she demanded. It was plain to see that she was still evidently distressed by the ceremony, so Molly walked around the table to comfort her friend.
William shrugged. “Nothing, except that I had to pay her for her services up front, with no guarantee that she could perform the task and now, well, she’s done a runner, not to put
