Jetlagged and tired beyond measure, my wife and I arrived in Auckland after a thirty-something hour flight.
I managed to write this and hide it in the bible five minutes before we had to check out.
“My wife and I came here three days after we were married. We still come here, even though we have been dead for ten years.”
Someone had left a message for me in the bible, it simply said, “Spoiler, Jesus dies.”