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to make that meeting happen.
But how can we possibly come
now? I wouldn’t know what
to say to Dad, or how to react
when I saw him. Why hasn’t
he ever once called me, Kristina?
How can he care so little?
I don’t want to tell her drugs—
and maybe sex—mean more
to him than anything, though
I know in my heart that’s
the truth. I don’t want to tell
her that’s the way of the monster.
“I don’t know, Leigh. But you
have to come, okay?”
I haven’t seen her in months,
and want her here for my birthday,
not to mention the baptism.
Suddenly I know what to say.
Pastor Keith will simply
have to deal with it, one way
or another. Anyway, I’m not
so sure God will have a hard
time with my choice.
“I want you and Heather
to be Hunter’s godparents.
Please, Leigh. Please come.”
It’s Been Almost a Week
Since Leigh reluctantly agreed
to serve as Hunter’s godmother.
