A hospice nurse stood beside Carolyn while listening to her ''death rattle.''


    "Your mom''s dying. Please hurry." The nurse hung up.


    Meanwhile, Carolyn saw her husband''s ghostly apparition smile as if he were many years younger.


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    - - - -


    St. Francis wearing a brown robe, appeared before her.


    "Welcome, Carolyn."


    "Is this heaven?" Carolyn studied her youthful hands.


    "Yes."


    "Can I see my husband?"


    "Yes, of course."


    - - - -


    The creators gathered:


    "Francis, you shouldn''t get so emotionally attached to them."


    "She''s a loyal follower. I want to keep my beautiful simulacra running forever. She shouldn''t end."