Courtesy of David R.
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?"