She had a friend who knew the son's names but had never met her son Cory who had passed away. The friend told her she had a very vivid dream where she was having a conversation with Cory, he referred to the shoes and hoped she'd like them. In the dream she asked him why would she, they didn't even match? In her dream one was green and the other was red and they were nothing special. This women had never mentioned it to the friend and 6 months had gone by since she found them. I bet those shoes are her favorites in her collection now.
Then I had a guy on my tour that was renting a room with his wife in one of the older historic homes. He had a very vivid dream, normally he did not remember his dreams but this one he did. He was in the room they were renting. There was a women on the bed, not his wife dressed in old time clothes. He handed her a pistol and she blew her brains out. Assisted suicide I think. In those days if you were in a lot of pain and whiskey didn't work you were out of luck.