It was on a night like any other, as I lay sleeping in my bed, that I heard this soft voice whisper in my ear. "Come sit in the Garden with me, Martha." At first I lay there very still, afraid to open my eyes, but when I finally got up the courage, I opened one eye, then the other, and looked around, seeing no one. I let out a deep sigh of relief, pulled the covers up closer to my face, and tried once more to sleep. Only a minute could have gone by...