it 's sacred to us , as death is . '' he looked back at the letter . this is your window to a life of wonders , it says . the scarves on their heads were red . 'all is well , i thank you ; now leave us alone , ms . `` jesus , give me a heart attack , why do n't ya ? but he focused , not an easy task with her so warm and giving and utterly lovely against him . i hugged her when she finished telling the story . 