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.

and cool under my fingertips. I ran my palm slowly over the interior, and suddenly it seemed like the fabric near the waistline felt slightly thicker than in other areas.

Or was that just my imagination?

I stood up, turned on my bedside reading lamp for additional light, and held the dress closer, squinting at the area that felt different.

No, I hadn’t continue reading …