Normally Brett cringed at people who talked as they ate, but somehow it was endearing when Jake did it. Shit, I got it bad for this dude, he told himself. Brett thought now was as good a time as any to try and enlighten Jake about how time worked differently in Heaven.
After he’d finished talking and Jake had long since finished eating, the cowboy took off his hat and scratched his head. “I don’t git it.”
Brett shrugged. “No, I don’t think any of us totally do up here. The only thing you need to understand is that time moves forward at whatever speed you need it to. Which isn’t always the same as what you want it to.”
“Huh?” Jake shook his head.
Brett tried to explain that, because Jake needed Willow to have a fast recovery, for him it would appear time would pass quickly.