Have you ever known who was going to call right before the phone rang? Yesterday, I experienced this sort of premonition twice. First, my spouse and I were talking about our child’s upcoming soccer practice and whether or not we were going to commute together with a teammate and father. Just as we had decided that I would contact the child’s mother, our home phone rang. From the other room, I said to my spouse, “Oh, that is Mrs. M.”, right before he answered the line. It was her. “Speak of the devil,” I joked with her, “We were just talking about you.”
An hour or so later, our home phone rang again. I was sitting at the table working on my genealogical research (a common past time for me, in case you could not tell) when my spouse walked into the room, phone in hand. I said, “It’s my dad, right?” (Of course, I hadn’t heard from my father in months, busy lives and all, so how did I know? I wonder….)
Princes, Paupers, Pilgrims & Pioneers 