That night as Barry stared hard at a drawing he had made on the wall, the first cave painting of a Dodge Charger, he heard steps behind him.
  "Barry. I am a seer."
  "Congratulations."
  "No, I've been awarded the position." As she put a hand on his shoulder, he turned to see her, feathered out and painted red and white.
  "That color's good on you," said Barry.