I should’ve been sad. But I felt happiness too. I saw my friend, Maggie, who had died of a heart attack. She smiled at me, waving cheerily. “Wow. Halley! Finally. I’m not alone, god, it’s been so weird here. All by myself.” I walked over to where she was mowing her lawn.

“So…” I said, shoving my hands nervously into my pockets. “This is what it looks like?” She nodded, putting her hands on her hips.

I took it all in. From the fresh-cut grass to the chirping of the birds. It was perfect. Except for the fact that I’m dead. But, before all of this, I pictured a cloud as heaven. But now….

There were people all around me. People whose faces I saw in the obituaries, people I knew before they were gone. Everybody. Well, everybody dead at least.

“It’s so…” I began, Maggie still by my side. But something distracted me. In the corner of my eye, I saw a boy, about my age franticly look out the window of the house next door.

There was a familiar red Ford Explorer in the driveway…