Atheists Who Kneel and Pray

by Tarryn Fisher

My drug was wanderlust. I got high by starting over. We always had a drug. We could replace one with another, but humans were addicts.

“I told her that I forgive her,” I say. “Before she died.” “That’s good. You don’t forgive because they deserve it. Most of the time they don’t. You forgive to keep your heart soft. To move forward without bitterness. Forgiveness is for you.”