My mum, brother and cousin were at our family home, my dad was in hospital dying of cancer. My cousin and I heard the door knock. Not sure if it was the front door or the back door, we took one each and opened them. No one there. My mum and brother didn’t hear a thing, but we were adamant. Ten minutes later I took the phone call from the hospital to say my dad had died 10 minutes before. My dad coming home? I’ve always thought so.