Henry Spencer opened the paper, glancing around the empty house before flipping to his secret addiction; the horoscopes. He read slowly down the list, frowning at the unusually specific messages.
Your one true love is wearing an Apple Jacks shirt and sneakers? Get more calcium? And the one for Scorpio was just silly – Take risks. Buy the Tivo.
It was ridiculous. And somehow… familiar. Did he know the guy writing this?
Snorting at some of the various amusing messages, all of which seemed to be aimed at specific people, he read through to Pisces. He'd always found it funny, if appropriate, that he was a fish.
It's not what isn't there that's important. It's what is. Keep this in mind today, especially relating to family members and fishing. Don't apply to poker games.
What was this guy, psychic?