While Flo has finally recognized she has some kind of paranormal talent by being able to talk with apparitions, she also recognizes she has no second sight.
“If I was clairvoyant, I could have prevented and predicted what was going to happen to me,” Flo said recently, over dessert at her house. We were eating some newly-defrosted cheesecake, and seated at the kitchen table where ghosts have appeared.
I was slightly nervous, being on the look-out for any spectres. But I only saw Mutt wander out of the kitchen when no cheesecake dropped on the floor. Mutt was certainly not a ghost.
“But I have been thinking quite a lot about what they call the third-eye,” Flo mused. “I even looked in the mirror and all I saw was new wrinkles on my forehead. No other eye! However, since then, I learned about other ways of knowing about people. Like being able to tell about a person from the bumps on their head. Especially if, like me, they don’t have the eye in the middle of their forehead.
“The head bump reading was a thing in the 1800s called ‘phrenology.’ Supposedly if you measured head bumps, you could tell what sort of character or talents a person had. Like if they were a murderer or a genius. I think, if we’re being honest, that’s quite a lot like being clairvoyant….”
Flo took a bite of cheesecake and a long sip of her scotch-laced Earl Grey tea. “Fads come and go, you know. Phrenology is gone, but Clairvoyance is still a thing.”
I didn’t have much to say about that, because I am psi-zone deaf. Nothing every appears to me – or disappears – unless I toss it out. For that reason, I’m truly in awe of Flo’s life-changing talents.
“For a while I thought I was crazy – that talking to dead people was all in my head. But when dead Nicholas told me some stuff that turned out to be true – I had to figure out if I knew facts because I was a clairvoyant or a medium. After a lot of research, I’m going with Medium – for now.”
Flo seemed quite pleased with her self-realization. A half-smile danced across her lips. I wondered if that was because she was finally acknowledging her gift or was, perhaps, enjoying a little too much tea.
