“I do go to Mass. But I can’t tell you why. It’s a habit now, and it makes me feel good. And because if my Sue is up there looking down, I know it makes her happy. I need that ritual, even if I came to it late. Just like I need good whiskey. You see, rituals were always what your ma and I had in common, except she has more belief, less doubt. Or she did until yesterday. Now who knows?”
