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"Come back to me." is all Sonny can think of, whenever he is alone.
He isn’t religious enough to believe in heaven the way he used to, after he lost his Mom. She was very sick and though she fought until the very end, her face looked peaceful when she passed away.
What happened to Clay has been something completely different: he wasn’t sick, he didn’t give his life in a battle; he saved someone’s life and was shot by an idiot without a warning and without a real fucking reason! Sonny just can’t get over this.
There has to be a loophole in such cases and if Christianity doesn’t offer one, Sonny is determined to find a religion that does.