Crossing Over by John Edward

Author:John Edward
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sterling
Published: 2010-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

— CHAPTER 6 —

Legends

of Rock

Debbie’s Daddy

One day during the winter of 1998, I got an e-mail from a friend of mine, Stephen Reed, wondering if I might do him a favor. He hated to ask, he knew I was busy, but would I be able to squeeze in a reading for someone? She had just lost her dad, and it would really mean a lot. Like most of my friends, Stephen knew I don’t like to do readings as favors because it’s not fair to the people who are waiting and don’t have a back way in. So for him to ask, I figured it must be pretty important. And I was getting a “do it” feeling from The Boys, so I said sure, no problem. But I was on the road a lot, so I wasn’t sure when I could do it. I was about to go to New Orleans. Hey, she’s in Tennessee, Stephen e-mailed back—maybe you can stop there on your way down. Don’t push it, Stephen. I told him I would do it by phone when I got to my hotel in New Orleans.

The woman’s name was Debbie, and she sure was from Tennessee. I told her I knew she had just lost her dad but that I had to be honest with her. I had no control who came through. Sometimes it’s the person we least expect or want to hear from.

Two women came through first. Debbie identified the first as an aunt of hers who had died of breast cancer. The second was a black woman with a beautiful smile. She was bringing in a tall man wearing creased blue jeans, a blue shirt, and white tennis shoes. “He’s telling me he’s your dad. He says this lady was the one who greeted him on the other side.”

“That’s Gracie!” Debbie said. “She helped raise me. She came to work for my family when I was very young, and she was like a second mother to me. My dad used to drink, and when he got rowdy, we always called Gracie. She was the only one who could calm him down.”

I thought it was a little odd that Debbie was trying to connect with her dad, and here he was, but the one she was excited about was the maid. She said later she didn’t acknowledge her father at first because she wanted more evidence, even though everything I said made sense to her. Her dad never wore a pair of blue jeans that weren’t starched with a permanent leg crease, he loved white tennis shoes, and in her hands as we spoke was his favorite blue shirt. She was ready to acknowledge Gracie with far less. But Daddy was special. She was holding out for more. She didn’t validate anything. But just in case, she had a friend listening in on an extension, taking notes.

“This man is acknowledging a marble statue. Does this mean anything to you?”

“Yes, it does.”

“Okay. There’s some guy coming through now with dark hair and dark glasses.

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