One for the money

One for the money

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Death. What was it? What does it feel like? What does it look like? Was there something waging for us after death or was there nothing but black? I was told that after death was heaven and if you sinned you went to hell. But how could I understand death if I didn't first understand sin? How could man determine what was bad and what was good, how could man determine what would send you to hell for the rest of your days. I never understood what sin was until one fateful day I came face to face with sin herself, in the form of Lucy Thompson.
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