November 19th, 2009 by admin

During a recent publicity outing, Hillary 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, Hillary 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. She simply had to know. She met the fortune teller`s gaze, steadied her voice, and asked her question.”Will I be acquitted?”