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The Night Before My Birthday, My Late Father Came to Me in a Dream and Said, “Don’t Wear the Green Dress.” The Next Morning, I Saw It — and Realized He’d Been Right to Warn Me.

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dress Mark had given me. About cutting open the lining and discovering the powder. My voice broke repeatedly, tears flowed, but I kept talking, getting it all out.

Detective Hayes listened in complete silence, occasionally taking notes in his neat, precise handwriting.

When I finally finished, he closed his notebook and looked at me with an expression continue reading …

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