A short story
Early October was breathtakingly beautiful in Connecticut, with red and yellow leaves so bright they seemed to have their own internal light source. That is, until that fateful day when everything started turning gray.
About 13.82 billion years ago, on a July 4, God asked himself, “What is the most perfect thing I can create?” Instantly he knew the answer: the vagina. (Some theologians claim he knew the answer before asking the question. Issues of divine foreknowledge are too complex for us to treat here, though…