The gate closed behind them. That is what George wanted me to convey to his grieving son. I did not understand what this meant but it is part of the course of being a messenger for the dead. You don't really know the significance of what you are being told.
The worst part of all this was trying to tell people their loved ones want to them to know something. Many will be very rude to you, others will ignore you. The part of it I dislike the most is when you know they are so vulnerable they will misinterpret what is said and end up as nervous wrecks. I've often kicked myself for talking to them at all because I recognise the signs at the start. Ego usually wins. I don't think I'm a very nice person some of the time. Being hard up doesn't help as I can be given some monetary recompense for my trouble to find them.
I didn't like talking to Suzie on the phone. She screamed and slammed down the receiver. I wanted to contact her badly.
She was upset because I am her sister. I died last night.
The gate closed behind them.