A story of mystery and suspense with a touch of the occult.
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-reading-wayne-adam/1026944045?ean=2940011820625
' Ben looked down the hallway making sure no one was around.
“Richie, I need you to cover for me this morning while I go see Rosen.”
”Sure, but what’s up?”
Ben thought a second.
”Ok, I’ve been having these strange dreams about choking someone ever since we went out last week. I think I’m going nuts.”
Richie sat back in his chair.
”Really?” he laughed
”You didn’t believe anything she told you, did you?”
He ran his hand through his black hair and laughed again, tilting forward in his chair.
”Man, we were really drunk!”
He laughed again, tilting back causing the images on the computer screen to mirror across the lenses of his black rimmed glasses. Looking at Ben’s dead panned face he realized the seriousness.
“Come on Ben, in all of the years we’ve know each other you never believed in any of that psychic shit, so what’s the real problem, maybe I can help.”
“I don’t know I just started having this dream almost every night. Rosen said that it must have been something Madame Lena said, but I can’t remember. Do you recall anything?” '
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