Wheeling Gull Isle in the summer of 07, i was sure i'd go to heaven

i know they're unitarians but i'm defaulting to catholic prayers bc it's all i know
Our Father, Who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. 
She had been on the third prayer when Simeon had approached her. 
Yeeeeeeesssss? she drawls, and it sounded almost as if she herself was questioning it. And then, shifting so she can face him, she pats the empty space beside her so he can join her, should he desire to. 
When she turns back to the sky, her face falls; big eyes turn downward at the corners, lips scrunched in a scowl. She wanted to cry again, and she knew this by the burning feeling in her jaw muscles. I think God's mad at me. 

love does not delight in evil,
but rejoices with the truth.
it always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.