Crystal Ball
During a recent outing in New Orleans, a woman sneaked off to visit a fortune teller 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 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,
"Will I be acquitted?"