Thousand: Four Hundred Forty

thinks she doesn’t deserve this! She thinks she should have gone to heaven, eh? Gone to heaven! Well, she was judged, her sins weighed, her past reviewed, her thoughts combed through, held up to the light, and, what do you think, flaws! Riddled with flaws and holes and evil! Evil!” Bernie blinks. “Where are we going?” he asks. “She thinks her shit don’t stink! She thinks she oughta be pampered and fawned over in death like she was in life. The little people she stepped on? She thinks they should be her cobblestones still!” Bernie waves his hand in front