While I was tucking her in tonight, she mused:
"If you're really good ... I think ... you go straight up to Heaven when you die. But, if you're bad ... I think ... there are a lot of forks in the road on the way. But if you're good ... don't take the forks," she advised, shaking her head.
I promised her I would do my best to avoid them.
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