Do you believe in God, Evan?Sure I do.I dont. I mean, I dont know. I did before the Others came. Or thought I did, when I thought about it at all. And then they came and I have to stop for a second to collect myself. Maybe theres a God. Sammy thinks there is. But he also thinks theres a Santa Claus. Still, every night I said his prayer with him, and it didnt have anything to do with me. It was about Sammy and what he believed, and if you could have seen him take that fake soldiers hand and follow him onto that busIm losing it, and it doesnt matter to me much. Crying is always easier in the dark. Suddenly my cold hand is blanketed by Evans warmer one, and his palm is as soft and smooth as the pillowcase beneath my cheek.It kills me, I sob. The way he trusted. Like the way we trusted before they came and blew the whole goddamned world apart. Trusted that when it got dark there would be light. Trusted that when you wanted a fucking strawberry Frappuccino you could plop your ass in the car, drive down the street, and get yourself a fucking strawberry Frappuccino! Trusted
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- God — Spiritual reflections on the divine, faith, and creation