Bright and sunny today…Spring is on it’s way here in Cape May…

I’m receiving the impressions of a lonely child, a young girl about 8 or 9, with light blonde hair and blue eyes. She was killed in a traffic accident while riding her bike many years ago…she seems to be looking for her family and for a doll with which she once played. I see her at the site of her accident, appearing to the living occasionally. She doesn’t seem to know that she has passed…St times she calls out for her mother, other times she just stands quietly or sobs to herself. I get the name Charlotte, and the place is on the Southern US…possibly near Savannah, Georgia.

In mundane matters;

I will be available for phone readings later today and tonight.

Machts Gut!

R. Scott