“What do you think it’s like?”

“What?”

“Heaven.”

“I think everybody gets their own white horse. And all they do is ride and eat marshmallows all day. And everybody’s best friends with everybody else. When you play sports, there’s no teams so nobody gets picked last.”

“But what if you’re afraid to ride horses?”

“It doesn’t matter. Because they’re not regular horses. They got wings. And it’s no big deal if you fall. You just land in a cloud.”