“My Grampa rarely checked for packages on the porch so I had a good chance of seeing it before he did, even if he’d been home all day. As I turned into the driveway, I noticed that he wasn’t home and the package was waiting on the porch. I grabbed it and tossed it on the floor on the passenger side of my truck, smiling to myself. I was so excited to give it to my Grampa. As I pulled up the driveway the rest of the way, I saw Dave playing with a paddle ball in his backyard. I remembered the m...an in my dream making the cross wrist movement with his arms held in front of his face. I vaguely wondered if it might be sign language. I figured I’d ask Dave if it was anything he might understand since he used sign language regularly. He waved when he saw me. I stopped the truck and walked toward him. “Hey Dave, I have a quick question for you.” I said, cheerfully. “For me?” he said, pointing to his chest. “Yes sir.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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