Mom was in tears when I returned from school. She said Grandpa had died in his sleep last night. It was impossible because I saw him at recess this morning. He visited me and said, “Mom needs you more than ever.”
Her face turned white, and she started shaking when she realized that he had given me his favorite silver watch. He often wore that watch on his wrist. My parents later searched Grandpa’s house for it and couldn’t find it, which proved he actually came to my school and gave it to me.
But the mystery remains unsolved to this day because Grandpa died on Tuesday evening, yet I’m 100% certain he visited me the very next day, on Wednesday, to give me the watch. I still get chills when I think about it, even 12 years later.
