
It looks like the carnival was a crazy hall of mirrors on the Amanda hunt front. Still, nice detective teamwork—themidnighter and aGirlLikeMe did a primo job of recognizing Jenny, the Hannah Montana lover (and personally, I’d like to give them props for even knowing who this Hannah person is, I like to cling to my ignorance there) and a shout out goes to Yori for biting the bullet and asking Jenny herself.
But I don’t think the night was a complete loss. I got a strange vibe from Madame Zee (yes, even in our brief encounter before I had to step out and pay the price for my seven funnel cakes). I don’t think she’s a phony, and I’ve been bothered by what she said to Callie about a quest. Plus, Milana and Willow might be onto something thinking that Madame Zee was cozy with Amanda.
I figured it was worth another shot—sans fried dough—to see if we could get more out of her. So Nia, Callie, and I agreed we would follow the carnies to their next stop, which was only about a 30-minute bike ride away. I also promised not to eat anything with sugar. (Corn dogs, however, were not discussed.)
It was strange. Madame Zee almost seemed to be expecting us when we showed up at her tent. We asked her if she could tell us more about our “quest” and she said, “No. You’re not on a quest… she is” and pointed to Callie. What the? Nia and I are in this thing as much as Callie is. I could see Nia about to say something really biting and I almost felt bad for the unsuspecting fortune teller. But then Madame Zee went on. She took Callie’s hand in hers, looked down at her palm, and whispered, all sing-song-y:
Stars ablaze,
On earth, in air,
Though none outshines,
The mother bear.
Its fire may dim,
But is not subdued,
She speaks to you,
Through love and clues.
As soon as she finished the word “clues,” she became all hot and bothered and sort of sank back in her chair, loosening her turban. Not sure I want to know what’s under there. Apparently, she needed to rest after all that. We asked if we could wait outside for her to do the other palms in the room, but she said that was it for tonight. Anyway, Callie was completely freaked—and so pale under her freckles that I wondered if she had overdone the funnel cakes. So we may not have any word on Amanda, but I think we just got a new assignment.
