Wires Crossed

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My dad’s funeral was on Saturday, so Friday evening, Chris and I sat down with Bean to talk with him a bit about what was going to happen the next day.  We didn’t want to go into too much detail because we thought that might freak his freak even more than necessary, but we did want him to know where we were going and why.

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“Hey, buddy,” I said lightly, “Do you remember where Granddad went?”

Without even looking up from the book he was reading, Bean goes, “Yeah, he’s at the North Pole with Lt. Dan.”

(silence)

“Well, no,” I said slowly.  “He’s in Heaven, remember?”

“Oh, yeah,” said Bean.  “With Santa Claus.”

Yeah.  We probably shouldn’t have talked about Heaven so much around Christmas.  We seem to have some wires crossed…

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