Unlikely

She wrote a letter to God, he was unlikely to read.

“I was a good mom. Did as I was told. Loved your earth, used it as my home. Please. Don’t let me suffer.”

She woke in a field of white lilies, a letter in her hand. “You will not suffer. I have another plan.”

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