"Visited my BF's parents in a city where I had never been before. We sat around in the kitchen talking and then his mother asked me to get her her scissors. I got up, went to the guest room dresser, opened the second drawer and got them out. There was no way I could have known where they were."
I found a grave with my name on it too.
Uncommon name, not related too us, a couple of graves over from where my grandparents and great grandparents was burried. (My mother's side of the family).
It's been a while since I was there, can't remember if he died a couple of years before or after I was born.