Chapter 124 opens with Cherry reflecting philosophically on the limits of predicting the future. She emphasizes that no one can forecast outcomes with total certainty, and that even seemingly overwhelming odds can be defied—though survival in such cases is simply a matter of probability, not divine intervention. She frames everything as math.

Cherry then expresses relief that many of her predictions began to fail. People outlived the deadlines she had given them and posted celebratory photos, sometimes mocking her with captions like "Suck it Death Lady!" She was genuinely happy for them. The pregnant woman from the flight, who had been refusing cancer treatment because she believed it futile, changed her mind and accepted her oncologist's advice. She is now cancer-free, and her husband wrote Cherry a grateful letter, crediting her with saving his wife's life and enclosing a photo of their baby.

Cherry notes other positive outcomes: some people discovered serious illnesses early because her predictions motivated them to get checked, and one family had their smoke alarms inspected after Cherry predicted a house fire, which later saved their lives. However, a woman Cherry had predicted would live to ninety-four died suddenly in her sleep at forty-five. Cherry recognized her as the caftan-wearing passenger who had elbowed her on the plane without apologizing. Cherry describes this death as sad but "quite helpful"—presumably because it further demonstrated that her predictions were unreliable.

As more predictions proved wrong, people began calling Cherry a "fraud." She notes the irony, saying it would have made her laugh if she didn't still feel so terrible about the whole ordeal.