Is There Life After Death?

By James B. When I was seventeen, my aunt announced that we wouldn’t need to buy her presents for Christmas, she wouldn't be around long enough to receive them.  They’d found a tumor wrapped around her intestines.  The doctors said six months. She announced this just as summer had begun.  To me, summer is what eternity must feel like.  There’s a sort of endless renewal during summer that I’d taken for granted up until that moment.  And with one pronouncement, life had a clock.  Six months. I ...
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