Robert thought he had used the gentlest tone, but Jenkins still felt chills down his back. He looked at his father with pleading eyes, but the middle-aged man was unmoved.
"Yes, father."
Jenkins hoped that the despair expressed in his tone would be perceived by Robert, but he didn't seem to see anything. Before leaving, he told Jenkins that he was free to go home for dinner.
Soon after Robert left, silence returned to the store. Jenkins could even hear his own heartbeat, and with his right hand pressed against the suitcase, he was constantly looking for a way to solve the problem at the end of the month.
Although it was something that had to be faced after 28 days, Jenkins knew very well that the more he held the mentality of "it's still far away", the faster time would pass.
Chocolat yawned boredly, unaffected by the young man's despair. It is looking forward to the dinner at the end of the month, not the food, but simply wanting to know what choice Jenkins will make.
Outside the window is the street shrouded in fog, and people keep coming out of the fog and disappearing in the fog. How Jenkins hopes that there will be a kind lady who suddenly opens the door to say that he can go to eat that meal, and after the meal Gone forever.
"If so, would that be great?"
"What did you say was great?"
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Miss Audrey pushed open the door again and walked into the store. This time she was alone, and the eccentric Bronniece was not with her.
"What's wrong with you, Jenkins, you look bad, like someone is forcing you to marry me."
The woman sighed jokingly, but she didn't notice that Jenkins' face froze for a moment. She really guessed right.
"Why are you here again... I mean, what are you going to do when you come to the antique shop? I'm sorry to interrupt our conversation just now. That is my father. I thought something happened at home."
He apologized softly, and wanted to take out the tea set just now. Miss Audrey shook her head, and just stood in front of the counter and said:
"I'm sorry too, my friend probably scared you just now. But you don't have to worry, that weird guy is always like that... oh, I'll be leaving right now, just three things.
First thing, meet me at this address on Saturday night, our divination lessons are long overdue. "
Speaking of handing Jenkins a yellowed note, Jenkins immediately lit it with flames after reading it.
"The second thing is that Miss Broniance just now is my friend, a very good friend in the church. But she may be a little abnormal, I hope you can understand."
"Understandable."
Jenkins nodded immediately.
In fact, he always thought that fortunetellers were crazy people who spoke illogically but knew everything. He thinks that Miss Audrey is actually an outlier in the fortune-telling family.
"Just understand. This friend of mine is just curious about you. She doesn't mean to be malicious. I mean... yes, she's really just curious."
Now Miss Audrey's words are somewhat illogical, and Jenkins is very worried that this is influenced by the woman just now.
"The thing about my father... Since she is also a fortune teller, the thing about my father should have died 30 years ago..."
Jenkins said hesitantly, in fact, he wanted to ask what was going on.
"There is a problem with her divination."
Miss Audrey nodded, firmly insisting on this point. And while saying this sentence, he showed a joyful expression of revenge. She doesn't hide the emotion, so even Jenkins, who is very bad at reading expressions, can read it.
"Yes, there is a problem with her divination, and there is a big problem with her divination."
The woman repeatedly emphasized this point, and even put a smile on the corner of her mouth. She seemed in a good mood, a look Jenkins had never seen from his astronomy teacher before.
"Okay, I see. There is something wrong with her divination. Then please say the third thing."
This matter is full of weirdness, and now even Miss Audrey has become a little weird, Jenkins thinks it's better to ask the old man later.
"Oh, yes, the third thing. I accidentally performed a divination yesterday, which is a common thing. Although the result is a bit obscure, I think it has something to do with you."
As she spoke, she took out a small paper package from her outside pocket and handed it to Jenkins. After opening it, there were more than ten pieces of gravel inside, the kind of irregular stones that are very common on the side of the road.
"Hmm... what does this mean?"
Jenkins and the cat tilted their heads and watched for a long time, but they didn't find that these stones could talk.
"It represents something terrible that's going to happen to this city, and that terrible thing has to do with cemeteries, black cats, elderberries."
The three things Miss Audrey mentioned are very unlucky things in the eyes of ordinary citizens. Needless to say, cemeteries and black cats, elderberry is regarded as the habitat of the soul because of its negative associations with witches and bad luck. Even today, in some remote rural villages, dull-witted villagers still believe that it is bad luck to burn elderberry or bring it inside the house.
"But what does that have to do with me?"
Jenkins asked in surprise. Although he had a cemetery, there were no black cats or elderberry products.
"Smart fortune tellers seldom carry out fortune telling on a whim, and once they do, it must represent quite accurate results..."
At this moment, it seems to be returning to those interesting divination lessons, and Miss Audrey is still playing the role of a teacher.
"This is a divination, or a prophecy, that I made for you. Although the accuracy of the prophecy has yet to be tested, you must pay attention to things related to this in the past two months."
Only then did Jenkins understand, and nodded immediately.
"What do you think the 'very bad thing' would be?"
He was a little worried. Judging from past experience, the divinations made by this lady were extremely accurate. If the previous accuracy is still maintained this time, then Jenkins may really be in big trouble.
"I don't know, it's just a prophecy."
But no matter how troubled Jenkins was, it was something in the distant future that was uncertain whether it would happen or not, and what he had to deal with now was the business of antique shops. Probably because of the two groups of uninvited guests in the afternoon, there were no visitors in the antique shop after they left.