“You look nice, Jonah,” she said quietly.
“Likewise, friend,” said Jonah back.
Reverend Abbott walked to a podium, next to a wonderful picture of Jonathan that Reena completed after five hours of work. It was so life-like that Jonah caught himself half-expecting Jonathan to speak from it. But that was wishful thinking.
“You know,” he began, “some of you probably wondered how to have a eulogistic service for a spirit. The answer is easy. We simply don't view Jonathan as a spirit.”
He looked at Reena's sketch, steeled himself, and continued.
“Jonathan was always the first one to tell you that life never ends. So, with that in mind, I don't see a spirit. I see a Protector Guide who aided many but was never a harsh taskmaster. He embodied everlasting life more than anyone I can think of,
