Chapter 27 On the spot

• Someone is knocking on my door. I respond by burying my face in my pillow. I know it’s my dad and he will go away after a few minutes. He’s the only one who knocks this early on a Sunday morning. He must be going to church. 
• I don’t understand why he keeps going there when God didn’t save his wife. Mum died on the spot and his God did nothing to save her. 
• Without meaning to, I listen to the sound of his car driving away. A knot tightens in my belly and I ball my fists on the bed. Dad will go to church and pray to a God that never answers prayers.