fortuneteller*

I was coming back home, so I crossed my favourite park -the one that is in front of the circular church-.

From behind some trees appeared a gypsy woman and said to me: "Hey, I wanna read your hand. Give me your hand".
I was almost petrified, but I couldn't avoid her, so I gave my hand to her. She smiled and the first thing she said was: "I see a wait here".**

She said many other things. It would be probably good to believe in her power.

* I know that fortune teller are two words, but I have the mania to put just one word as the title.

** The best part about accepting that someone reads your hand is that the gypsies fortune tellers tell you things so unclear that you can always give to them the meaning that you want.