Gift from above

My granddaughter Nicola had lost her other grandma, Maisie, and we went to the funeral. As we said goodbye, I gave Nicola an owl bag charm. Tears came to her eyes as Maisie was a lover of owls. A few weeks later, Nicola came to visit and told me how she had been in the garden the day before and said, “If there is another life, Grandma, send me a message.” A little white feather had flown into her hands when there was no wind and no birds about.