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The Siege - One “Yeah, I remember,” Ted said. “You walked up and asked me if I was the psychic, like you thought you had the wrong person.’ “T don’t know what I was expecting,” Felicia replied, “but you sure weren’t it.” “Thanks a lot,” Ted smiled. “So I’m short, round, balding, and bespectacled. Wouldn’t I look great in a cloak and tur- ban, squinting into a crystal ball through my bifocals?” “Tt wouldn’t have helped,” Felicia said. “I thought you were crazy when you told me I was going to have a child, a little girl. All the doctors said my chances of conceiving were nearly zero.” “But the spirit guide showed me the child,” Ted shrugged. “I don’t have any control over what I see. Good or bad, it’s whatever the spirits choose to reveal.” Although he had been doing psychic readings for twenty years, Ted still didn’t understand the process, and he was as amazed as his clients when the information proved to be accurate. “Yeah, and six months later, when I found out I was preg- nant, you made a believer out of me,” Felicia said. “But I just didn’t think about the other things you told me.” “That’s the hardest part of what I do,” Ted replied. “When I see wonderful events in the future, like the birth of your daughter, I feel really good about my abilities. But there’s always a balance in life, and sometimes I foresee very sad events, I can’t help it. That first time I read for you, I sensed serious health problems coming in around your husband.” “You said I should get him to the doctor for a check- up,” Felicia nodded. “T wasn’t shown enough to know for certain what the problem might be,” Ted said, “but I did see you leaving town in about five years, and your husband wasn’t with you. The images, the vibrations I was feeling, made me believe he just wasn’t going to make it. I’m so sorry, Felicia.” A knock at the door interrupted them, and Ted went over to let Beverly Michaels enter. “Hi, Felicia,” Beverly said. “Good to see you again. I Masquerade of Angels 4 The Siege - One won’t keep you very long, Ted, but I wanted to stop by and tell you what’s just happened. You won’t believe it!” “Come on in and tell me, then,” Ted said. “You’re pretty excited.” “Remember when you were telling our UFO study group about the lessons you’ve been getting from the ETs?” Beverly began. “About how to manifest the things we need?” “Sure,” Ted replied. “That’s one of the things they keep stressing, that under natural law we have the right to manifest whatever we want, so long as it doesn’t interfere with our life’s mission.” “Wait,” Felicia interrupted, “explain it to me. I wasn’t there when you talked about that, I guess.” “Well, you know I’ve been having some ET visits at night,” he began, “and when they’re with me, I’m not very aware of what’s going on. But the next morning I can remember a little of what they tell me. Part of the lessons were about how to ask for and manifest things in this plane of existence. When I started trying it, I didn’t understand how it worked, but I learned the hard way. “At the time when I was getting all these lessons at night,” Ted continued, “I needed a second car. So I decided that I’d try to manifest one, like the ETs told me I could do. I meditated and visualized a car being given to me, and lo and behold, it happened! A woman, someone I just knew casually, offered to give me her old car when she bought another one, and I took it.” “So the ETs were right?” Felicia asked. “Sure, I got the car,” Ted chuckled, “just like I asked for. But apparently I didn’t make my request clear enough. I should have asked for a car that actually worked! The one that woman gave me was a pile of junk! It would have cost more to repair the wreck than it was worth. And not only that, but once the woman had given me the car, she seemed to think she had bought me. She started moving right into my life, and I had a heck of a time getting her back out of it. “What I learned,” he concluded, “is that you have to make a very specific, precise, clear request. You can’t just vis- ualize money, for example. You should ask for the exact Masquerade of Angels 5