One for the Money (Stephanie Plum, #1)

by Janet Evanovich

Burg Catholicism was a convenient religion. When the mind boggled, there was always God, waiting in the wings to take the rap.

As a kid, I was one of a handful of Presbyterians of Danish descent in my town. Most of the rest of the town consisted of eastern European Catholics. So, I became a Catholic by association. I like that when things go unexplainable, God is there, ready to take the blame. It’s like he’s the ultimate parent. Happy to bear the burden of “why is this happening” and then stand by your side while you struggle through.