Warning in the Night

My father passed away when I was 15. It was sudden and tragic. After some time I was able to put it behind me, but I still thought of him often.

Nine years later I was driving down US 27 in north Florida. It was late at night, and I was very tired. I had already nodded off at the wheel once and had almost gone off the road. It happened a second time, but l something woke me.

I looked up and clearly saw my father standing on the side of the road. He was waving frantically with one hand and pointing down the road with the other. Just ahead a large tree had fallen across the road.

I slammed on the brakes and barely stopped in time. When I got out my father was nowhere in sight.

But I knew he was still looking out for me.

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