Late one night, John passed by his nine year old son Michael’s bedroom and heard him praying: “God bless Mummy, Daddy, and Grandma. Ta ta, Grandpa.”
John didn`t quite know what this meant, but was pleased that his son was praying.
Sadly, the next morning, they found Grandpa had passed away in the night having died of a heart attack.
John reassured himself that it was just a coincidence, but was still a bit spooked.
A week later John heard his son praying again.
“God bless Mummy and Daddy. Ta ta, Grandma.”
John was worried, but decided to wait until morning. Sure enough, the next morning Grandma was on the floor. She too had died of a heart attack.
Really scared now, John decided to wait outside his Michael’s door the next few night. And sure enough, just a few days later Michael started to pray: “God bless Mommy. Ta ta, Daddy.”
John was petrified. He was sleepless all night, and went to the doctor first thing the next day to make sure his health was fine.
When he came home from the doctor reassured, his wife Janet was waiting for him on the porch, the dead body of the milkman at her feet.