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The Paranormal: Unexplained Communication

The paranormal is a term often used to describe some events humans cannot explain. Here is one of those events where communication did take place, but how it occurred cannot be explained.

He climbed into their two-door Chevy and drove away, down the gravel road that ran past their farm home.

It was 9 a.m. on a Saturday morning.

Just before noon a police car drove into the farmyard.  A young constable in uniform got out.  Pearl saw the car pull up.  She rushed out of the door.

“What is it?”, she cried, barely able to keep from screaming.  “What’s happened?  Is Johnny all right?”

“Is your husband here, m’am?,” the cop asked.

“No, he’s helping a neighbor.  What’s happened?  Tell me, please, what’s this about.”

“Can you tell me where I can find your husband, please?” the cop asked patiently.

Her eldest daughter stepped forward and gave the cop directions to the neighbor’s farm.

“I need to speak with your husband.”  That’s all the cop would say. 

Pearl tried to consol herself with the thought, since Johnny had been a senior NCO (Non-Commissioned Officer) during the war, possibly the police needed to ask him something to do with his former work in the army.  After all, the Second World War had been over for just a few years.  But she wasn’t buying it.

It seemed like only minutes later their car almost flew into the yard and stopped in a cloud of dust.

John got out, led his distressed wife by her arm into the house, gesturing the children to stay outside.

In the house, John gently got Pearl to sit on a chair beside the kitchen table.

“I’m afraid it’s very bad news, Pearl,” he told her gently.  

“Who is it,” she cried, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.

“It’s your brother George,” he replied.  “I’m so sorry.”

“He was coming here for a surprise visit. They were in a car accident early this morning.  He was thrown out.  The car rolled on him.  I’m afraid he died.” 

She broke down sobbing uncontrollably.

“I knew it!  I knew it!” she said through her grief.  “I knew something terrible had happened. I saw that coffin in my dream.”

George was a passenger in a car driven by his buddy.  They had traveled most of the night and were less than 30 minutes from his sister’s home.  The car went off the road about 4 am that Saturday morning.  He was thrown from the car and killed instantly when it rolled on him. His death coincided almost exactly to the minute with the time Pearl was awakened from her nightmare. 

This story is based on actual events.      

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 Copyright  2009  H. James Osborne   All Rights Reserved

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