Two Fortune Tellers Said

When Vera and I first met, a second marriage was the last thing on her mind. Her first husband had not long run off with a fourteen year old and left this world in a suicide pact. Some years earlier, a Fortuneteller had told her she would never end her days with him. She would meet a tall dark person sooner than she thought. She shrugged off the suggestion, as she never wanted to marry again. With a failed marriage that only brought her grief. She was not going to take the chance again. Once was enough. She could never trust anyone again. Years earlier in my life a Fortuneteller told me I would settle down with someone with the initial D. My way of thinking that was a Christian name like Dorothy or Diane, but not a surname. When her husband died being a friend I attended his funeral, never dreaming that one day his widow would eventually become my wife. After all her name began with a V and not a D. Then a group of his friends met one night in a coffee bar. Someone suggested one of us take her out for an evening. As there were no takers, so I volunteered. However, I joke about it now. We went out together time and time again. When I asked her to marry me, she wasn’t really sure. Memories of her previous marriage kept plaguing her, but eventually she said yes. After we were married, she could not totally trust. Even though she was reassured that I was not like her first husband and wouldn’t cheat on her. That I wasn’t like that. Almost two years passed before trust slowly returned. It was then she realised that I was the one the Fortuneteller had told her about. You cannot get much taller than six foot three. As for me and the initial D. Vera’s married surname began with the initial D. Here we are through troubles thick and thin fast approaching our 38th Wedding Anniversary. We’ve hardly been parted within those years. Not because of distrust, but because of love. We get lonely whenever we are apart. Now as for fortune-tellers, I’m not sure what to believe. It would seem a coincidence that two different people would predict our lives together. This is true and I wonder was it just a lucky guess, or is there more to it. I’ll let you decide. 21 March 2008