Death opened the door to a light and cheerful knock. The Woman standing there - bare of feet, bright of eye, dark of hair - looked up at him and asked "What happens now?"
YOUR CHOICE replied Death
"Ahhh..." She said with delight "Then there will be a Library - full of the books I have read and all the ones I have yet to read. And room enough for all my friends when their time comes as well"
...
YOUR CHOICE replied Death
"Ahhh..." She said with delight "Then there will be a Library - full of the books I have read and all the ones I have yet to read. And room enough for all my friends when their time comes as well"
...
And so it was
[my words modelled upon the writing style and characters of Sir Terry Pratchett]
And when my time does come I am sure I will find a veritable mountain of books needing cataloguing for this Library-Heaven - and my friend happily curled up in her favourite chair reading her latest favourite book (and then bustling off to cook for us all)
