Paradise: A Divine Comedy

You think you've got problems.

My favourite Afghan restaurant closed down. My girlfriend left. A bad-tempered lawyer named Keziah crashed her car into mine. And we couldn't even die properly.

The afterlife turned out to be a cage in the heavens where we lived with all our memories, and where evil spirits wanted us to build a perfect life together. Then they could use us to market-test new products.

Or, we could rot eternally in the yellow sleet outside our cage. Which honestly was tempting. ...