Fortune Teller

In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the fortune
teller delivered grave news:



"There's no easy way to tell you 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, Laura stared at the woman's lined face, then at the
single flickering candle, then down at her hands.



She took a few deep breaths to compose herself and to stop her mind racing.



She simply had to know.

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.

.

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She met the fortune teller's gaze, steadied her voice and asked, "Will
I be acquitted?"