…I had two charms, two little bottles—one with gold, one with silver. Two weeks before he passed away, I broke the silver one. I also broke my favorite coffee cup. Then, I found a Chinese charm that I thought I’d lost a long time ago—a coin with a hole in the middle. Later, I found two more coins in my bed, also with holes in the middle. The magic coins…There is certainly a rational explanation for all of these, but that’s irrelevant, because the waves of shock and fear I felt when all these things happened came from R2. I couldn’t breathe; I couldn’t stand. I felt the same when a mirror broke before my father’s death…
I received other signs too…
