"Prediction"



A woman goes to visit a fortune teller. In a
dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal
ball, the mystic delivered grave news.

"There's no easy way to say this, 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 stares at the fortune
teller'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 her
question:

"Will I be found guilty?"