My nephew called me at 5 a.m.: “Grandma, please… don’t wear your red coat today.” His voice was shaking. “Why?” I asked. “You’ll understand soon enough,” he whispered. At 9 a.m., I went to catch the bus. When I got there, I froze—and understood why.
The phone rang at exactly five in the morning. I know because I was already awake, sitting in my late…