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you think I know that!" I screamed with everything I had. The rawness of my rage scraping against the linings of my throat.
    The six-inch thick mud, turned into some sort of twelve-inch thick tar and mud mixture. I pushed forward straining with all my being to push through this obstacle. I could feel my essence being sucked up and into the light, like I was made of dust and the light was a giant Dyson. I was close! I pulled my left leg up out of the soup to rest it on the once again soft summer grass. I knew instinctually that once I pulled my right leg up and placed it onto the grass I would have passed a barrier from which there was no return.
    "Mike." The behind voice cried once more. "We need you here."
    I pulled my right leg up. It released with an audible pop from the ground. How long it hovered I don't know, not sure that time is relevant in purgatory. I looked upon the faces of my mother, of Brendon, Jen, Jo, Jed and dozens if not hundreds of relatives, this I knew not from sight but by the feelings of warmth and love that emanated from them. They all stared at me expectantly, waiting to embrace me within their collective grasps. I screwed up, I turned to look and see my pursuer. Tommy stood no more than ten feet away, tears streamed down his face. His body shook violently.
    "Mr. T, it's not your time yet."
    "Are you sure Tommy, because it really seems like it is."
    "Have I ever lied to you Mr. T?"
    "Tommy I don't know if you've ever lied to anybody." And still my right foot hovered a foot from the ground. I was twelve olde English inches from literally meeting my maker. Maybe not the closest call ever, but then again not everyone truly knows HOW close they are to death.
    "Think about your family, Mr. T."
    "I have Tommy, but what's the point? Won’t they all end up here eventually and then we'll all be together again."
    "Don’t you want your grandson to grow up, Mr. T? To have a life and a love of his own?"
    That hurt more than I care to admit.
    "If he dies before he's born Mr. T, he doesn't come here."
    "That's a lie!" I screamed.
    Tommy's features didn't change.
    "Eliza knows about this place, she can keep your family away from here, forever." He added.
    I wanted to scream at him, to throw him to the ground, to tell him that God would make him burn for telling those untruths. The problem was it was all true, instinctively I knew he was speaking the truth.
    "I hate that bitch." I swore under my breath. What circle of hell do they reserve for people that swear on Heaven's doorstep? I nearly and literally almost fell over into the great abyss, only Tommy's steadying hand on my shoulder kept me from going over the edge. "Nice grab." I told him.
    "You ready to go home?" He asked.
    "I thought I was." I answered truthfully. I turned back. "Bye mom, I miss you."
    "I'll see you soon." She said softly, with a ghost of a sad smile on her lips.
    Now that I had made up my mind to stay on this side of the death divide, I hoped she didn't mean too soon or else this was going to be a short novella punctuated by my untimely demise.
    "Thank you Tommy, you've saved me again."
    "Want a Pop-Tart?" He asked as he pulled me close.
    CHAPTER SEVEN - JOURNAL ENTRY 3 -

    As the emergency room lights grew brighter, the field I was in grew dimmer. Like the Cheshire cat, Tommy's grin was the last thing to fade.
    My eyes fluttered open, bright light pierced into my soul.
    "We have brain function." I think a nurse might have said.
    "Blood pressure is 70 over 20 and climbing Doctor. Another 20 cc's of epy?"
    "No we've already pumped him with more than I feel comfortable putting in a rhino. Mike can you hear me?"
    "Get…damn…light…out…of…my…eyes." I rasped.
    "Good to have you back."
    I wasn't quite as sure.
    "You've lost a lot of blood again Mike. You're making me doubt my expertise. Nearly everything I did on your shoulder came unglued all at once. You were clinically dead for twelve minutes. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes I