It was the 1st anniversary of my twin sister, Felicity's,
the time I was 11 and I was ovewhelmed with grief. We had invited our
Aunt Maureen and her son, Antony, to stay, as Felicity and I were
always like daughters to Aunty Maureen.
We were supposed to be
having a celebration dinner to remember all the good times we had
with Felicity, and to celerbrate her passing over (we're a very
superstitious family and believe deeply in the afterlife etc.). No one
had uttered so much as a word since sitting at the table. It was a
very awkward silence. Suddenly there was an intense blast of heat,
(my sister died in a fire) and suddenly, a sweet as sugar voice
echoed around the room, making tears well in my eyes. In was the
unmistakable voice of Felicity singing her favourite song, London
bridge is falling down.
This was the only time we were completely
certain that she had contacted us, so I guess that now she truly has
I dedicate this story to Felicity, a loving sister, daughter, cousin
To felicity, we will never forget you!