DRABBLE ONE: SHE’S IN THE POOL

AT AGE 9: Mom was an Avon lady. One night we were delivering products to a customer. Seeing child-like lacey curtains in one window, I knew there’s a child!

In the house, I headed toward the bedroom and was stopped at the kitchen.

“I’m in the pool.” The little girl said.

I asked the customer, “Your little girl died?”

The customer told us she drowned in the backyard pool. She cried, hugged me and bombarded me with questions. I answered every one.

She and her husband thanked me for comforting them and giving their daughters’ message of love to them.



DRABBLE TWO: MODEL T FORD

AT AGE 10: Mom heard about a 1930s Model T Ford, for sale. At the junk yard, the owner led to this shining authentic car. He urged my mother to get in the driver’s seat, I jumped in too!

I jumped out immediately -- hysterical. “Get out, you can’t buy this car--everyone dies!”

The owner paled, asking my mother, “How does she know about that!?”

The car was owned by a Governor, he was gunned down by the Mafia. Everyone who owned the car – it was 1973, car was 1930 -- had been killed tragically while in the car.



DRABBLE THREE: LIFE-LINE

WHEN I WAS 11: I had read a book about reading palms. So, I’d practice with friends. Strangely, my interpretations were usually dead on. Visiting Santa Ana, California, I was reading the palms – the lifeline – telling some new pals how old they’d be when they die.

One girl, about my age, had the shortest one I ever saw. When I paled and wouldn’t tell her an age of death – which I received as 12-years-old. It bothered her I wouldn’t say it.

I heard that she died a year later. She was hit by a car, at the age of 12.

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Texte: Angela Theresa Egic
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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.04.2012

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