“Because He, too, lost a child,” Pastor Charlie explained. “He sacrificed His only son so that we may be saved.” Daniel nodded, a bit too enthusiastically, his head bobbing as if it were on a spring. “That’s right. That’s right, He sacrificed His son. He made the call. He gave the okay on that one.” Daniel jammed a finger into his own chest. “But I didn’t. I didn’t have a say in my daughter’s death. I didn’t give the old green light for a car to hop the median and broadside her. He did! God did! So fuck Him!”
