Amber's Fortune
Another outing with Amber, my ace reporter Meerkat journalist. This time busting a psychic The sign on the shop read: ‘ Mystical Madame Mandy: Psychic Readings by Appointment ’. A large neon eye was glowing above with huge wooden hands shimmying to and fro alongside. Amber - ace meerkat reporter - snapped a photo of the storefront in a little strip mall in the north side of town. She had just photographed an elderly mink walking out of the subject’s shop. Amber vaguely recognized her as an heir to a steel works fortune. The storefront was part of a strip mall close to the other shopping centers and next to a grocer, of all things. It was surprising that a successful con artist would choose such a place, but faux modesty probably went a long way in swindling people. “She told me misfortune was following me,” The old hare woman had said when Amber interviewed her. “A-and she could help cleanse the negative energies in my life.” “You believed her?” “Yes: It made so much sense....