'Mauve, where do we go when we die?
Do our souls meet and dance together on the moon?'
'Do we visit our love ones in their dreams?'
'Or do we become something new?
Can we choose who we'll be?
'Will we get the chance before Death comes, to eat all our favourite foods?
And do all the things that bring us joy?'
'Or is Death not that kind?'
'Mum says that girls live longer than cats. And you won't be around for as long as I will.
So until then, let's have the biggest adventures.'
'And when your time comes Mauve... maybe I'll know what happens with Death comes.
Because I know wherever or whatever you are, you'll visit.'