“Have you ever wondered what happens when we die?” Jasper’s question is so unexpected on the heels of his tale about a stray tabby cat he used to sneak scraps to when he was young that it takes me a moment to answer. “The church would have us believe Heaven or Hell.” His head shifts my way, blue eyes seemingly trying to read me. “You don’t think so?” “No,” I say, shaking my head slowly. “I do not.” “What do you believe?” I ease out a breath. “There is so much in this world that is unknown to me. Places I will never see. Concepts I will never understand. But I cannot bring myself to believe
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