Palm Reading

I never understood the art of palm reading. Last winter I got every book I could find and did an extensive study. My pal Michele said to read the hand a person uses the most, the one my psychic calls the working hand.

In Vermont over Labor Day weekend, I read my sister's palm and her husband's. They laughed all through the reading and made irritating and funny comments. The next day I read my niece's palm. She was quiet and respectful. When I finished, my sister and my niece had kind words for my abilities.

On a recent visit to my psychic, I showed her the bracelet rings etched on my right wrist. Three rings is longevity. I have four.

"Past lives and wisdom," she said. I blew a kiss of appreciation.