My aunt sees and hears things...you know what I am talking about. Every Thanksgiving my aunt encounters my deceased father by smelling his cigarette smoke. She just called my mom crying and then the phone was handed to me. He said to her tell Shon daddy says hi. My mom and aunt were bawling. I had a dream about him the other night and all he said
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