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put you back on top ... until Ronald.”
“Well, whatever,” grimaced Johnson. “Hope this Jake
character understands my undying respect for you. Whenever I was being called a crook or a thug, I’d invite you over and we bragged on each other. Couldn’t believe people turned on me after the War on Poverty, Medicare and Civil Rights. Once Vietnam started festering a good chunk of the country hated me, but you loved me Billy.”
Both men smiled at the memory, as well as the fact that Graham gave LBJ three pairs of different colored golf shoes one Christmas. Lambskin light blue, and glowing red and yellow shoes appeared by the side of Johnson’s recliner.
“And you promised I’d see my parents in Heaven Billy. I appreciate you were right. But I didn’t want to be at Mom’s beck and call! Every time dear Momma Baines thinks of some butter-churning, chicken-wringing, toilet-plunging chore she blips me into her presence. Enough!”
“Sorry,” said Graham. “I didn’t make the rules of Heaven. But I do believe in all my heart they’re for the best.”
“Aw Hell!” yelled Johnson as he whipped away to some other quadrant of the black hole, this time, it turned out, to get shouted at by antiwar hippies. Again!
Suddenly it was just Graham sitting on his recliner. He suspiciously looked around but no one blipped in. So he leaned back and took a deep breath. Back in 1992 on Earth, Jake had taken a study break so Graham had time to contemplate his reward for such an intense day. He might just take advantage of one of Heaven’s major perks: using one of the black hole’s many wormholes. They warped space and time so extensively that you could get