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.

” she said, handing me the paper with a phone number written on it. “I’ve explained the basic situation to him. He’s waiting for your call and he wants to meet with you as soon as possible.”

I took the paper with fingers that had gone numb, stood on legs that barely supported me, and somehow made it out of her office.

In the corridor outside, I stopped,continue reading …