“Do you think we’ll find God if we keep walking?” Selphie asked the wolf.  They walked on a white path with white trees on either side of them.  She should have felt like Little Red Riding Hood, but her clothes were not red.  The whiteness that surrounded them wiped it out.  Besides, she was long done being afraid of the wolf.  She put her hand on his back and scritched him between his shoulder blades.

“Eventually, but there are probably a few more people we need to meet before we get to Him,” the wolf said smoothly.  It was the voice of someone who knew that everything was going to be alright.

“My parents?” she asked with a playful hop.  “My friend, Carma?”

“I hope we meet people who love you as much as I do,” the wolf replied.  

His candid love for her took her breath away.  She couldn’t talk about the greatness of his forgiveness or how she had found a friend in the least likely place.  She let her hair fall in her face to cover her emotions.

“You’ve had a challenging day,” the wolf observed.  “Why don’t you ride on my back for a while?”

“Can I do that?”

“Of course!” he offered jovially, as he crouched low enough for her to mount him.  “I couldn’t have done it when I was a forest wolf, but now, how strong I am and how heavy you are have nothing to do with my ability to carry you.  Now I can carry you anywhere for as long as we travel together.”  He looked into her eyes and then pointed his nose at his back in invitation.

Touching him gently, she got on his back, and he rose into the air.  It felt as if he lifted her almost as high off the ground as if she were riding a horse.

“I’ll carry you for eternity, God’s little daughter.”

Together, they disappeared between the white trees that made up the infinity that surrounded them, and they were never seen again.

The End