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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He had repeated those words three times, never once breaking eye contact, his gaze boring into me with desperate intensity. And then he had slowly dissolved into the surrounding darkness, fading away as if he had never been there at all, leaving me alone with a warning I didn’t understand.

I had woken with a scream trapped somewhere deep in my continue reading …