Monday – Marie’s Antoinette

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about Antoinette the Voodoo Queen, who told me my fortune in New Orleans the last day of my honeymoon. She claims to be a direct descendent of Marie Laveau (it even says so on her business cards), which is quite possible. Marie had 10 children, and the city of New Orleans is probably crawling with her progeny, or at least was before hurricane Katrina pushed them to all corners of the country.

It was the middle of September in 2000. Getting my fortune told in Jackson Square happened to be one of the things on my to-do list, along with visiting the French Market and riding on a riverboat. Antoinette had her table set up right across from the Saint Louis Cathedral. She was a tall woman with milk-chocolate colored skin and long braids that she covered by a tignon, like her famous ancestress. She sat beneath a large golf umbrella with her tarot cards and small bottles of magic potions on the table in front her, ready to do business. Her demeanor was friendly and business like. I asked her price, then sat across from her and put the money on her table. She accepted in and got to work.

( One handsome man and two spirits )