The Legend of The Wild Card
She meditated as she did every morning. Pretending not to hear the laughter of the children at play. They ran up to gather in front of her. To hear a story as they did every day. She waited to hear the soft footfalls of a young girl. Susanna, her name she believed. The young girl would stay at the far edge of the circle and patiently wait for the wise woman to speak. "Tell us the story." Susanna would say. "The Legend of the Wild Card." The girl would make the request with stars in her eyes. She could tell that Susanna was already half in love. She knew exactly why. The Wise Woman would smile gently. Slowly opening her eyes. For a moment her heart would mirror that of young Susanna's. The two kindred spirits. A special connection. Their shared song. "You children hear it nearly every day," the Wise Woman would answer. "But we all love Susanna and she's so fond of it," her little brother Joey would say. "He's