"If your church won't let you participate, you could just look for one in the next town to pop into every now and again," Nath said, working with screws and some spare parts on the small kitchen island. I shrugged at his suggestion, sighing before I rested my head on the cool surface of the dining table in front of me. It was late noon on a weekday. Nath and I were hanging out. Well, I think you could call it that. I was reading one of the many books from his library, and he was kind enough to bring his work inside with him so that we could see each other. There was something about just being in each other's presence that made me happy.
For the past week, I've been trying to look for a way to still take part in the church. The thing is, I'm not allowed to if I don't agree to meet with a c
