Once God no longer is, it happens easier, to speak of Heaven and of Hell. As with the cat, the judge has gone away.
A list begins to form of those in lieu of judgement we may judge ourselves, knowing only what we know and that our powers are useless in an empty place.
Three lawyers I would send–where once I could not think of any. Three lawyers…and the man who made my office chair.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology