Sue couldn’t hide her astonishment when she looked at Cristen.
“Is there a problem, Ms Richardson?”
“No. But what your friend just said …”
“Yes, that’s our prophecy about the creative power of the mind. In time, we’ll all become gods and we’ll able to create things, just as God did at creation.”
Sue stared ahead without moving.
“Thank you, what you’ve said was so comforting to me,” he said, shaking her hand. “And now, may I reveal my little surprise?” Cristen asked and waved to his suited employee. He stepped closer and placed a stamped paper in front of Sue in which all of Sue’s details were already prefilled. Only one thing was missing from the bottom: Sue’s signature.
“Don’t leave me hanging. A woman with such a sensational ability to scan the future needs a new show!” said Criste
