Bernhard Fuchs’s Grandmother’s Vision is well-written and engaging. The writer never grew up around his grandparents, but has a story about them from his father that he still vividly remembers after all these many years. In his own words, he can still feel a cold shiver run down his spine when he thinks about it. Fuchs then goes on to narrate the vision his grandmother had of a man who died long ago. Question is, how could she have seen him when he wasn’t even there, especially as he was just an ordinary man and no books had ever been written about him? In as many words as can be, Fuchs forces us to think about life and afterlife. I loved this story. It gave me goosebumps. I am sure our readers are going to like it.