“Don’t worry, Sybill, you’re doing fine. You’ve a wonderful grasp of interpretation.”
“But I never See what you do in the crystal ball, or anything else. Gran, what if I don’t have the Gift?” Tears welled in Sybill’s eyes.
“You do. I See it in you. Don’t worry so about crystal gazing. You do well with the Tarot, and your tasseomancy is excellent.”
“But I can’t rely on cards and tea leaves!”
“Just until your Gift develops. Aunt Ada was fifty before her Sight developed.”
“Thirty-five more years? I’ll die!”
“No, I See a long, momentous life ahead of you!”