64/365 Not there

When I told my mom’s cousin that Mom had died in the night she asked me if I was with her. I lied and said I was. I was actually asleep in the next room, dreaming about Mom’s soul flitting around the house. The truth emerged at the memorial service when the pastor mentioned my dream.

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