I was reading a chapter from a manuscript of a true crime story that I’m re-writing and editing. I saw that Loretta, the murder victim in the story, had graduated from Carbon High School, located in Price, Utah. That’s where the story takes place.
Just then I heard a beep on my phone and saw an email from NBC with an article about an ongoing underground coal fire in East Carbon, Utah. I looked it up and saw that it’s only 20 miles from Price. I also saw on the Google map a little town halfway between Price and East Carbon. That tow was called Wellington.
We live in another Wellington, in Florida. That’s what happens when I get focused on something. Meaningful coincidences – synchronicities – pop up. Maybe Loretta’s spirit is looking in on this project. – Rob
