"I saw the dog," the older woman stated. "Couldn't sleep last night and when
I went down to settle on the sofa, I heard her. It was her nails clicking on the hardwood. She was going down the hallway to my daughter's old room and then she paced further to the next room, the way she used to when everyone was still living here. 'Just checking that everyone was safe and asleep.
I wasn't dreaming. It was very real.
I almost called out to her. My hands ready to pat her head but then she was gone. You believe that?"