
(a soap opera)
Cindy could best be described as the proverbial "mother hen" of the Village Inn.
She was, by nature, a caring and nurturing person and that care and nurture was lavished upon her customers and especially upon her fellow employees. It was for that reason that she reacted so strongly to Bilge's treatment of Charmaine.
"BILGE! What did you say to her?"
The aged angler stuttered and stammered, "What . . what did I do? Bucky, help me out here. . . hey, Cindy . . Cindy . . ."
But, his cries went unheeded as Cindy vanished back through the kitchen and into the office looking for the distraught Charmaine.
Cindy found her on the phone carrying on a frantic conversation and decided not to bother her. Walking back into the lounge, she was greeted by an equally frantic Simza.
"Cindy. Come quickly!"
Knowing Simza the way that Cindy did, she knew it was no use to argue so she obediantly followed the gypsy into the dining room.
"What is it?" Cindy asked.
Simza motioned for her to be seated in the booth where she had been sitting, doing her reading. Sitting down next to her - she took Cindy's hand.
"Cynthia, my concerns for you were real!"
"How so?"
Simza looked up at the ceiling and waved her hands about in the air.
"I have seen great and terrible things about your future!"

"YES!" Simza grabbed her hand again and gazed intently into her eyes. "You must tread ever so cautiously the next several days - there is peril at every turn!"
Cindy had never taken Simza's claims of clairvoyance seriously but something about her current intensity made her wonder and take pause.
"Simza . . what are you talking about? Should I be afraid?"
"You should be CAREFUL!"
"Careful? Why? What should I be careful of?"
"O.K. Let me tell you what Simza sees. First: those close to you have begun to change and act very strangely - have you noticed?"
Cindy thought about Michelle and the peculiar way she reacted after her braid was ripped off - and then there was Sky; he certainly had changed.
"Oh my god - Simza, you're right!"
"See, SEE! Simza knows these things. Now, Cindy, listen to Simza. There's more: there is a thief amongst you, here at the inn by the village."
"It's The Village Inn . ."
"Whatever. . . . there is someone who takes that which does not belong to them. WATCHOUT!"
Cindy thought a moment and then remembered that Chrystal's money had been missing the night before. Her eyes grew big as she whispered, "Oh my goodness, Simza, Chrystal's money was stolen last night!"
Simza grabbed Cindy and hugged her tightly. "There is one more thing."
Cindy was now completely convinced of her sagacity. "What Simza . . . what else?"
The gypsy took her hand again, "Well . . . . I see two men coming into your life - soon, very soon. One - not so exciting, not so handsome but perfect for you. The other; very intoxicating, very charming but BEWARE! He brings great danger and must be avoided at all costs. Both will pursue you but you must be be very discerning. It is essential that you choose properly - with your mind, not with your lady parts!"
"Oh, Simza, I'm afraid . . . wait . . . did you say 'lady parts?'"
"Don't be afraid - be smart!"
..................................... C h o o s e W i s e l y , Cindy !..............................................Mr. Right?
TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR ANOTHER EXCITING EPISODE OF MY V.I.!
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