I have always had Foresight. That's what we've called it for as long as I can remember and even before that. Like my mother and her mother before that, I've got It; the ability to sense or predict what's going to happen before it does. Some might call us psychic, clairvoyant. On a day to day basis I see inconsequential things like what the special at Syd's Cafe and Coffee is going to be or what song is next on the local radio station, but often I'll touch a person and flashes of their life will zip through my brain; past, present, future. Moments frozen in time. So perhaps Foresight isn't exactly the right way to describe it. I promise it's not as cool as it sounds, though. Images race through my mind so quickly I can't always see them and they're sometimes so unformed so I can only make out a detail. Usually I can't tell where the moment will or has occurred in their timeline. But sometimes, my visions are clear and detailed and those are why, for decades, the fine folks of Clearview Bay and beyond have come to the Arseneau women to learn what the future holds or relive their glory days.

Occasionally, I see things I shouldn't. This was one of those times...