“Ben asked the hard question, the one she didn’t have a good, simple answer for. They needed me to be someone I am not. They expected me to surrender all choice and control in my life to God, and if God’s direction wasn’t clear, my pastor or my father would explain it to me. But on the days when she felt some winged creature inside her, talons latched around her heart, beating its wings against her ribs, safety and salvation seemed distant, and untouchable. “I didn’t fit in anymore,” she said.”
