me: He’s gone.
mom: He’s gone, Sweetie.
But he’s right here.
mom: That’s his body. He’s in heaven with Jesus…and Grandpa.
So he’s in heaven and his body’s still here?
Does he not need his body in heaven?
What’s he doing in heaven?
mom: Maybe running…or playing with Grandpa.
me: He can do stuff like that again because he doesn’t hurt anymore.
mom: You are doing a really good job handling this.
Good enough for a hot rod?
me *whispering* Please say yes.