In a dark and gloomy room, a fortune teller sat across from her client, a woman of about 40. The fortune teller stared into her crystal ball and suddenly jumped back, startled at what she saw!
“There’s no easy way to say this,” the fortune teller said to the woman, “so I’ll just be blunt. Prepare yourself to be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year.”
Visibly shaken, the woman stared at the psychic’s lined face, then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself. She simply had to know. She met the fortune teller’s gaze, steadied her voice, and asked, “Will I get away with it?”