Meeting St. Peter

As I reached the end of the queue I was met by St. Peter in all his finery.

On one side of him was a set of stairs stretching up to the clouds, on the other side a set going down.

He checked his ledger, frowned and checked again.

To his surprise and mine, I was going up. 

Mike Jackson

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