“What if there is nothing after?” “Well, then we won’t know the difference.” I consider this, and realize he’s right. There is no way to know for sure. “Do you think it will be heaven?” He shrugs. “I don’t know what heaven could offer that could be better than the life we had.” I wiggle my eyebrows. “How about one where you don’t scrub toilets?” Joseph laughs, smiles sadly. “I hope there is an ocean. And a sun to warm us after swimming.” I lean against him. “I wouldn’t mind if it was sort of like this, all over again.”
