She kept secrets. She had to. For her safety and sanity, that was the way it had to be. From the moment she received the first payment from a client she had to keep what she saw separate from everyday life. Her gift enabled her to remain solvent, but it was also a curse and something which at times she wished she never possessed. Some secrets were dreadfully dreary, others downright dangerous, but all were hers for the keeping … until that one fateful day.
