Given thought

“What can you tell me of this author?”
“James knew him as the monster.”
“And you?”
“I haven’t made my mind up yet.”
“I need something to go with here, Mr. Feldman.”
John Feldman laughed long and hard.
“John?!”
“Oh, don’t mind me. I was just given a thought.”
“Excuse me?”
“Do you believe in heaven and hell?”
“Is that important to you?”
“No not really. I know your answer. I just want to hear you say it.”
“Now Mr. Feldman, my answer really doesn’t matter. If I answered you would say that was the answer.”
“That was the answer.”
I noticed he had the book open and looking down at a page.
“OK, I’m game. May I see?”
“Sure… Sure.”
Mr. Feldman handed me the open book. I looked at the page and felt my eyes grow wide.