Waiting For My Deceased Loved One

The sky was pink, just as my dream giant had predicted last year. I sat and stared at my lavender fields, feeling quite clear. The prophecy stated that I would hear from my recently dead. I took a quick swig of beer; it went to my head. Did other people communicate with a giant in their dreams? Was he closer today? My life felt like it was split at the seams. Could my loved one come walking across the field and give me a hug? I looked toward the horizon and saw the flicker of a lightning bug. Suddenly a round blast of light came through the pink haze of twilight. A giant’s flashlight; he was showing me his clear intent and might. I expected to see my deceased loved one walking toward me. I could suddenly smell the lavender and it filled me with glee.