I could hear the ambulance headed towards the front yard. They parked a few yards away from us; the lights on the truck flashing.
I kissed my Casimir on the forehead. As he was loaded into the vehicle, he took the oxygen away from his mouth for a moment.
In a raspy voice, he said to me,
“I promise, I’ll come back to you.â€?
He gently let go of my hand, and I remained standing there. It was as if my feet were planted to the ground.
I waved as I watched the ambulance fade into the distance. They did not allow me to ride with Casimir; Ms. Ledezma had asked.

I was crying still, as I looked up at the clear blue sky. The revelation hit me, and I was dumbfounded. Could it really be so? The dream’s foretelling had meant much more than I had imagined.