The Palm Reading.

The Connie: I was in the park today and an Indian man with a red head thing on stopped me. So I waved and he saw my hand and started to read my palm. But I don’t understand him. But he got everything right! He said, “it’s not your dog” and “you have two kids.” So it kinda freak me out and I say “OK, I’m going!”

Son-in-Law: That’s weird because I was talking to an Indian guy in the park this morning about you when i walked Hooligan.

The Connie: Really!? Maybe he’s related?

Son-in-Law: No, not really. Why would I talk to an Indian man in the park about you?