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Finally, Arnold, who was laying on his back, checking out the deep blue sky, broke the silence to ask his friend, βWhat do you think heaven is like?β Francis didnβt answer immediately. Somewhere in the recesses of his memory there was a faint recollection that shaped his response. Francis replied, βI think it is whatever you want it to be.β
Arnold Steele and Francis Morgan have a conversation
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