As I spoke for him, and then shared what I saw, she began to sob. Her daughter wrapped her arms around her mother, and they cried together. When the emotion settled, they confirmed that, in fact, the chubby Irish, redheaded man was the daughter’s delightful stepfather, and the loving husband to this woman who was sitting before me. She was his widow, but before he passed away, he assured her that he’d find a way to let her know that he was close by. He would use a sign, and that sign would be a four-leaf clover. How wonderful, he brought her an entire field, filled with four-leaf clovers.