"In April, while drinking a cup of tea, I plainly heard a knock on the window, and, looking around, saw my grandmother outside. I went to the door, but did not see anyone.
Still feeling sure it was my grandmother, and knowing that, though eighty-three years old, she was very fond of a joke, I went around the house, but could not find anyone.
Later that day I received the news that my grandmother died about half an hour before I 'saw' her. I had not known she was ill. She had always promised me that she would come to me after she died if she could."
~ Matt Frost
Still feeling sure it was my grandmother, and knowing that, though eighty-three years old, she was very fond of a joke, I went around the house, but could not find anyone.
Later that day I received the news that my grandmother died about half an hour before I 'saw' her. I had not known she was ill. She had always promised me that she would come to me after she died if she could."
~ Matt Frost

Great story! Has Matt seen her since she passed?
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