“Mrs. Grant, you are here today to communicate with your departed mother, is that correct?”
“Yes, mother drowned tragically when she fell overboard on her cruise. They never found her body; I never got a chance to say goodbye.”
“Let’s join hands and concentrate on trying to reach the other side.”
Upstairs, Mrs. Grant’s daughter, six-year-old Gracie, impatiently waits to play a checkers game. “I was afraid you wouldn’t come.”
“Sweetie, I was supposed to be at another meeting, but I decided I’d rather play checkers with you.”
“It’s your turn, Grandma.”