Fortuneteller

Many years ago, when I first entered the University, asked a friend to go with her to her grandmother-fortune teller, which all in the city we have very praised.

For the reception she took nothing, everyone gave or how much money could/wanted laying on the table - she didn't take anything, or bought food, standard people, which is always needed.

Small apartment, good smell of incense. One of the rooms in which the door is ajar is filled with icons. Grandmother takes people in the kitchen. A friend is waiting for her turn, I listen to what she says to people.

Grandma says things that nobody knows about. People blush, turn pale and leave her who lowering his head and crying, who smiling in a good mood.

The cards haven't been wrong yet. Friend sits down, surely, to know she wanted their future, when they will get married and how much I will have children. Grandmother tells that she has two fans, that with one she though will not be very happy, but will be able to create a family and have children. Second, if she choose, a long time will her to live. Will she loves him, but they would not, and he will throw it in the end marrying another.

It took 19 years, she apparently chose the wrong. They live together, everything seems good, but the man never asked her to marry me. He pleases her with gifts, provides completely and only. Children don't want to speak too early.

I do not know if she remembers this prediction, I'm watching from the side and hope that the man will not be a goat who will throw after so many years.

I'm the grandmother that reason, in parting, I said that or my husband will be noble COP, or married I will be twice.