The woman with green eyes stared at her, there was something intense about the gaze. Powerful, insightful. She seemed to look right through the young girl.

Come here, it was an order not a request.

Timidly she stepped across the carpet. The sides of the big tent bellowed in the breeze. Your hand! The girl placed her hand, palm up in the womans larger one.

I see your future, you will marry, you will be happy. But first, you will have pain and worry.

The girl shrank back. Her eyes averted. The woman cupped the girls chin in her free hand and pulled her face gently upwards. The light caught the girls deep brown eyes.

Your sisters are jealous, they will not let you rest. But one night on the strike of midnight your fate will be sealed, and healed!

The girl shook her hand free, it was too much to think about, too much to dream about. Thank you, she had to say it.

The woman smiled, goodbye Cinderella, she said.

How did she know my name?thought the girl.