“Gena, I know your Dad pretty well so I imagine you’ve been in church most of your life. How do you feel?” Drew seeks to include her in family discussion.
“Yes, Drew, I was raised in the church. But nobody ever asked me how I feel about God. From the plane ride home until today, I’ve been taking everything in. I’m glad we’re not going to burn up. But I’m like you. I don’t know where this leaves me with God. At least my baby will have the chance to grow up now. And she’s not going to grow up in the church. I’m sick of the church.”
Gena glances cautiously at Drissa and Drew, weighing their expressions against what she just said, hoping not to fall under any disapproval from them.
“Well, Gena, we don’t attend services,” Drissa assures her. “Probably for some of the same reason that you don
