ANGEL:
Today is Sunday, church day. It's a ritual we never miss in our supposedly perfect home—a perfection I cling to, even though the reality of my family is anything but.
My dad works relentlessly, day and night, his meager job at the town factory the sole pillar holding our family upright.
My mom is another story entirely. Obsessed with impressing the deaconesses at our town church, she's practically a permanent fixture at every service offered.
This supposed devotion to God? A complete facade.
Church activities and the coveted title of deaconess are all she cares about, a status she's desperately chasing because Bailey's mother, the mayor's wife, is involved.
Here's the backstory: my mom and Bailey's mother were inseparable best friends in high school. I don't know what fractu
