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My first indication that the important matter Buster had in mind was approaching came in the form of a strange query from my wife late one evening. “Do we know anyone that was killed in a fire?” she asked, curiously, staring at me intently as she spoke.

“A fire? No. Why?” I asked, eyeing her warily.

“No one you can think of?” she continued.

“No. Why? What’s going on?”

“Well, I went for a reading yesterday with these two psychics and they both kept insisting that someone killed in a fire was trying desperately to get in touch with my husband.”

“What kind of a fire? A house fire?” I asked.

“They didn’t say. All they said was whoever it was had died in a fire. They said the person didn’t die of the fire, but was surrounded by fire when they died.”

“Well, I can’t think of anyone.” I replied, dismissing the idea as some kind of fluke and more than a little skeptical about the two local psychics. Three weeks later, I began to understand the significance of that message. Had I known at the time that my uncle and his crew had been killed on impact when their bomber plunged to the ground amid a tremendous flash fire, I would have immediately recognized the source of the communication.