![]() ![]() “I’d point it out if you had spinach in your teeth, too. The eye-roll means you sound like a dumbass.” Even though she’d helped me keep the primo parking space at my apartment by carpooling, I couldn’t simply sit back and pretend she wasn’t being ridiculous. But if she was psychic, then I was the poster boy for chastity. “God, Crash, I hate it when you roll your eyes.”ĭon’t get me wrong, Pilar is my best gal-pal. “I had another dream last night,” Pilar was saying. So why everyone gets behind this whole “psychic” hoopla is beyond me. Our culture is built on fables and fairy tales, and we’re bright enough to understand that they’re allegories and metaphors…usually. Convincing me all the drama was more than just an elaborate fraud? It took a few years….ĭo you believe in Santa Claus? The Tooth Fairy? The email claiming you won a humongous jackpot in some lottery you never actually played? Of course not. But at the tender age of ten, I was assailed by scientific proof of psychic ability from every media outlet.īy the time I was thirty, I owned a metaphysical emporium of my very own, but I wasn’t always this evolved. Psychics were once viewed with as much skepticism as Nigerian email scams and the Bermuda Triangle. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. Skin After Skin: A Ps圜op Novel © 2017 Jordan Castillo Price. ![]()
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