Sunday arrived quitely.
It was afternoon, and Lara sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor of her living room, her laptop and papers spread out before her. She had spent most of the day finalizing her lesson plans for the upcoming week. She was nearly finished, but decided to set them aside for now because she had plans to go to church.
It had been a while since she last attended a mass, and though she didn’t consider herself deeply religious, something in her heart told her she needed this more than ever. A little peace. A moment to breathe. Maybe even clarity.
Just as she began gathering her things to get ready, her phone buzzed with a message.
Reagan: Got any plans today?
Lara smiled slightly and texted back.
Lara: Yeah, I’m heading to the afternoon mass.
A few seconds later, his
