Palm, Read; Future, Standard

And at the party, some young dude, who supposedly has studied the science of palm reading, read my palm. I forget what he said, something like I had health problems in the last few years – not true at all – and trouble would besiege me between the ages of 45 and 50. 13 is a lucky number for me. 2 is not. I’m going to live to be in my 70s. I’ve lost love. This dude wasn’t a coworker but someone hired for the party. He wore some kind of white Arab-looking skullcap and had orange paint between his eyes and on his earlobes.