Crisis of Faith
I tried to argue with them, but they just wouldn’t listen. “No!” I finally pulled my hand back, from my dad. “This is crazy.” “Don’t worry,” I stepped back, before he could grab me again. “God will protect us.” “Like he’s protecting the whole world, from the Virus?” I shook my head, and crossed my arms. “Oh, he’s just going to protect your church.” “Honey,” mom put on her bask, and pulled his arm down. “Let’s just go.” “Yeah, you’re adults, so if you get sick, you’ll probably be fine, but think of the children!” She gave me a dirty look, but I knew I won. Dad gave up, and just put on his mask, before he left. I giggled, and ran for the computer, before they even drove off. Well, not only had I …