“To find the path, CHASE the CLOUD” Crinkled cellophane and crumbs from a fortune cookie littered the table. “C’mon, now you open yours.” I looked across at her beautiful face. How many times had we honored this tradition? Lunar New Year at the only Chinese restaurant in town, fortune cookies predicting our upcoming year. “You will win in COURT.” I drop the paper as if it were on fire. She grabs it, and looks at me triumphant. “See?? I told you to COUNT on a win next week!” I just stare at her. She has no idea what is really going to happen when my case is heard.

Georg’ann

SPEAK silently, sshh
WORTH is not volume of words
Why try to COUNT the stars

Heather