Wednesday, August 21, 2013
As Volga is led off, the prosecutor Jendar Forthwright poorly suppresses his eye roll. Yet when he arrives home that evening, his wife is gone, his daughter is in a funk not speaking to him and his son is quite confused.
He's a logical person. It can't be the psychic.
And yet it is. But not the way it seems. There's a web of deceit that's been woven.
Use it as inspiration for a piece. Or brainstorm a slew of possibilities for how and why the wife and daughter's reactions are tied to the psychic.
* From an article in the New York Times, Devil's Head, Dead Chicken and a Swindle.