Summary
"How do you know all these thing?" He asked, frowning. "How do we know you are telling the truth?" "I'm a seer," she said, making up the first excuse that came to mind. "I have these visions, sometimes I just know. But it's always true." He looked her over, a frown on his face. "I don't know if I believe you," he said, then turned and walked away, leaving her alone again.