Wake Up Call

I was woken out of a deep sleep last night by my dead mother’s voice calling my name, sharp and insistent, as if in warning. But a warning about what?

Then this morning, while walking the dog, I found a dime on the trail (my mother’s calling card since her death).

Most unsettling.

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