THE LAST VISITOR
The call display on Carla’s cell phone showed the hospital was calling. She thumbed the receive icon. “It’s your father,” the nurse said, a hint of sorrow in her voice. “I think you need to come back. And you might want to call your family.” Carla breathed deeply, thanked the nurse, then clicked off. She had spent six hours that afternoon at the hospital, and though her father, Guy – short for Giuseppe – had been conscious and alert, his breathing had been laboured. She considered her huge Italian family: brothers, sisters, cousins, cousins of cousins – too many people for one hospital room. And would anyone be able to reach her brother, Gianni, in time?
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THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE DARK
We sat in a circle in the dark room and watched Angela’s Ghost Radar cell phone app on the table before us. As the app hunted for spirit presence, a line swept continuously across the concentric circles on the dull green radar screen. Suddenly, a yellow bead of light popped onto the radar, alerting us of a spirit presence nearby. “What is your name?” Angela called into the darkness. We listened to the silence. “Can you tell us your name?” Then, buttons on Alice’s KII Meter, which senses electromagnetic fields, began glowing green, yellow and red. I felt a prickly sensation on the back of my neck. Yes, spirit was definitely around – but how would it reveal itself to us?
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