Father Walter hesitated. ‘You know, Mikey, you haven’t been fooling anyone.’ I felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck. ‘No?’ ‘You don’t have to be embarrassed about having a crisis of faith,’ Father Walter said. ‘That’s what makes us human.’ I nodded, not trusting myself to respond. I wasn’t having a crisis of faith; I just didn’t particularly think Father Walter was any more right in his faith than Shay was.
