She kept secrets. She had to. For her safety and sanity, that was the way it had to be. From the moment she received the first payment from a client she had to keep what she saw separate from everyday life. Her gift enabled her to remain solvent, but it was also a curse and something which at times she wished she never possessed. Some secrets were dreadfully dreary, others downright dangerous, but all were hers for the keeping ... until that one fateful day.