Well, this morning the phone rang. I answered. It was my dad. I had to talk loudly so that he would hear, but he spoke in a normal voice. We didn't mention that fact that he was dead, because that's obvious, and we didn't talk about that he could call from the other side either, because that has happened before ( to me with another person), instead we talked about what has to be done. - A list. You have to make a list. - A list? - Yes, a list. - A list of what? - Of all the things, an inventory list. Then I woke up. I forgot to ask why.