November of 2013
The story begins on a lonely road in Wyoming with the wind howling and the snow blowing. The perfect setting when life throws a curve ball and everything is up-side down, is an endless road.
After 3 days and 2000 miles, I was home in Texas again. Ramon came over from across the street where he was working.
“Mrs. Boss, I had a dream that your dad was saying goodbye.”
“When did you have this dream?”
“About a month ago”
“That’s interesting because that is when he died.”
“Yes, Mrs. Boss. It was when he died. Got to go.”
He smiled, waved and went back across the street.