I took a deep breath. God…I prayed. And then I realize that I had nothing more to say to him. Nothing at all. - Jane Yolen

But when I asked Mom, she shrugged and looked up at the sky. She had given up looking at me when we talked.
“Reverend Beelson told us God would provide,” she said, as if reading that in the clouds. “And he does not lie.” It wasn’t clear if she meant Reverend Beelson or God.

Looking backward was an old man’s drug.

I’m not saying it was all for the best. (That’s one of the great stupid phrases of all time, imho.)