Mamma," said one of Misses Grays daughters. "Please read our fortunes in the tea leaves! Tell us about our futures!"
Misses Gray picked up her daughters cup and stirred it first to the left, then to the right. Then she looked into it with a serious expression. "I see a handsome man with a red beard in your future," she said. Her daughter screamed with laughter.
Misses Smith trembled with excitement when it was her turn. "Somebody is coming home to you," Misses Gray said slowly. "Hes carrying a rifle on his back and hes almost there."
Misses Smith felt as if she could hardly breathe. "And there he is!" Misses Gray cried, pointing to the road. They all rushed to the door to look.