When I was a child, my dad was grilling burgers in the backyard. My sister and mom were setting the picnic table, and i was a ways off pulling honeysuckle blooms and eating the sweet juice.
Suddenly, I saw my grandmother behind the bush, crouched down like she were hiding. This is my grandmother who lives in California and we are in Georgia. She whispers to me to tell my father to go in and answer the phone. I can't hear it ringing from the backyard, but I go tell him anyway.
"Grandmom says to answer the phone." I pointed to the bushes, but there was no one there.
He was puzzled but runs in and answers the phone as it starts ringing.
You can probably guess the ending. It was my grandfather calling to say my grandmother (my dad's mom) had died unexpectedly.