A Conversation Between Angels LVII

“Charlie are you ok?”

“I think so.”

“What’s the matter?”

“I don’t think anything.”

“Then why are you so-”



“Well Mike, I just realized without any junk food in my stomach, junk news in my ears, or just plain junk to look at, I’ve got nothing to complain about. My stomach, my neck ache, my head ache, they’re all gone.”

“Welcome to heaven.”


2 thoughts on “A Conversation Between Angels LVII

  1. Awe that is so nice.

    Sent from my iPhone

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