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Eight years ago my newlywed husband and I were enjoying exploring the quaintness of our adopted state and found ourselves at an outdoor art show. It was a glorious fall afternoon, and the park was packed with vendors showing their wares. For Vermont, the event had drawn a good crowd of people.
I remember feeling so happy and carefree, walking casually about. I looked out ahead, people-watching, and a familiar face jumped out from the others. A chill of what I thought was recognition ran through me, from scalp to fingertips and down to my toes.
Some fifty feet before me was my first love, Frank-but it couldn’t be. He lived in New Mexico now. I knew it could not be him, but it was . He was walking right to me. I suddenly felt at ease and strangely calm. I reached out to my husband, who was but an arm’s length away.
At that moment I was stunned as my old flame walked, seemingly, right into me. I felt nothing but a wave of peace and contentment. My husband had turned to see why I had paused, and I beseeched him,” Did you see that? That was Frank!” I turned to point out the “man” that had just passed, but he was gone. “He’s disappeared!”
I felt a need to follow in the direction that “frank” had gone. We ended up across the street from the park, in a used bookstores. It had been a huge house originally, and we wandered from room to room, browsing. I felt that I was searching for something, but didn’t know what it could be.
In a dark hallway was a single bookcase, filled with dusty volumes that time had forgotten, one of which called to me. I picked it out and opened it to find a pressed four-leaf clover among the pages. A chill ran through me once again as I read the title page: Natural L aw in the Spirit World. I bought the book.
A week later I received word that Frank had passed away the very day that I saw him in the park. I believe that he had come to say goodbye and make sure that I was happy in my life, assuring me good luck with the four-leaf clover and trying to give me understanding of life and death through the book.