Dec 21, 2009 12:32 AM GMT
A woman visited a psychic of some local repute. 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 stared intently 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. So she met the fortune teller's gaze, steadied her voice, and Asked her next question: "Will I be acquitted?"