Chapter 69: From Spices to Spells

I slid into my seat just as the tardy bell rang, relieved that I wasn't late again. My tarot professor was the same as before, Mr. Halon, dressed in purple robes with black jeans underneath that showed when he walked fast as he was doing now to the front of the class.

"Everyone, take out one card from the tarot deck and meditate on it."

The students shuffled the cards, all faced down on the professor's desk, and one by one picked a card. I mimicked their actions and chose a card. The Fool.

I nearly laughed out loud at the irony, but caught myself in time.

But how did I meditate on a card? Kento's words came back to me and students were copying from their tarot books. I dug out mine, the Traveler's tarot, I had borrowed from the library and found The Fool Card meaning.

The Fool in the Tarot symbolized new beginnings, having faith in the unknowable future, being inexperienced, or not knowing exactly what to expect.