At a dinner table my plate had a white cloth covering of my meal.

I removed the covering only to my horror see a bloodied severed head. I noticed my dead brother was present to witness this shocking event. My brother laughed as if it were a joke. He was rather entertained by my shock.

 

It’s the head of John the Baptist. My brother died while partying with old friends and family. He was had trouble with alcohol and easily influenced by peer pressure. He was with a relative who happened to be also present when my mother died.