Until one afternoon while I was in the living room I heard a voice calling out my name. I was then standing near my Dad's altar and about to turn the tv on. I stopped to look but I felt stupid and smiled to myself when I realized that I was alone at that moment. I leaned over to plug the tv and heard it again, this time it came as a whisper. It kept on happening to me during this past long weekend.
Who was calling me...?
