CiCi

Ci Ci's Visit

“What in the hell!”

“Quiet! Damn it before you have the whole party in here.”

“You’re dead.”

“Really, Einstein? I hadn’t noticed. Listen up, I have ….”

“What are you doing in Karen Duncan’s bathroom?”

“Would you listen? I only have 13 minutes, and then I have got to get back to Choirs of Heavenly Angles’ practice.”

“Ci Ci, is this a dream? Why me? Shouldn’t you be with Michael or someone else?”

“As much as I would like to be with someone else that doesn’t talk as much, you are the one that asked me to come back.”

“What?”

“Remember when we went to chemo together, and we would talk about God, what heaven was like, and things.”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I am hear to answer all those questions.”

“Okay.”

“Well, are you going to ask any questions?”

“Oh, yeah, right. …..Uh, Well, what is heaven like?”

“Bright, sunny, and 85 degrees year around.”

“And, God, how is he doing lately?”

“I cannot believe that I got called back for this shit.”

“What!”

“Those are not the questions that we discussed in the cancer center! What has happened to you?”

“Well, Excuse Me! I am not use to seeing dead people in bathrooms, especially ones that I know!”

“Okay, Okay. Shhhh! If they hear us, they are going to think that you are crazy.”

“Well, I am beginning to wonder myself. … Is there sex in heaven?”

“Yes.”

“Good sex?”

“Yes.”

“Do you orgasm every time?”

“Absolutely!”

“What about the men?”

“Good-looking.”

“Really?”

“All of them.”

“Monogamy?”

“No, love thy neighbor.”

“Hot Damn!”

“Shhhh! Yes, it is hot where the damned go.”

“Do we get back what we lost?”

“You mean our breasts?”

“Yeah.”

“Honey, look at these! The Lord met me personally and said, “Cici, what size and what shape?” All I could say was: “Thank you, Jesus. And I have D.””

“The Lord and Jesus are Plastic surgeons!”

“Only the finest. Look no scarring.”

“Are you happy there?”

“Sure. There is nothing to fear. It is a wonderful place.”

“Do you miss us?”

“Why sure, but if I miss you all I have to do is pop in on those I miss? They never know that I am there, but I can see them.”

“You mean your presence isn't always announced?”

“What is the fun it that? Why just last week, I saw you making a not-so-subtle pass at that intern!”

“Oh, no. You didn’t?”

“You should know he is gay.”

“WHAT!”

“Shhhh!”

“Jewelz? Jewelz? You okay. Who are you talking to?”

“Got to fly.”

“CiCi? CiCi?”

“Dear God, Andrew, she has gone mad.”