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Her view was that if a greater power existed in the universe, it did not look like an old man with a beard, and did not work through saints and angels. It didn’t care if hymns were sung to it, and it didn’t listen to prayers. It was a presence without name or form, but it was in everything that surrounded her, and every facet of her own being. She was a pantheist of sorts,
“Families,” said Angel, with some feeling. “Can’t live with them, can’t have them killed without complications.”
If the Ferriers—parents and children—believed in anything, it was that people should try not to be assholes most of the time. End of lesson.

