Number 28

I had just graduated from high school. I meant my boyfriend at the time that night. I stayed with him at his home. There was a room that he stayed in and there was a towel or something that was covering the window. On this towel was the number 28. I would just look at it all the time. At the time I felt like it was a sign of some sort but not sure what. My grandpa was also sick. He was dying from cancer. I would go see him as often as I could. It was a month later. The morning of the 28th. I gotten woke up from my name being called. This would be the first time I heard my name being called. When I woke up I looked over at my boyfriend at the time. He was still asleep so I knew it was not him that said my name. I could not figure it out. About 20 minutes later I get the phone call. My grandpa had passed away. In a way I kind a knew before I got the call. The call was just the confirmation.