“You lied to me,” she said. “I omitted information.” He paused. “Which may be just as deplorable.”

“You can’t even stay dead like a reasonable person!” he yelled, overjoyed at the sight of his brother. “What, you didn’t miss me?”

“You lied to me,” she said. “I omitted information.” He paused. “Which may be just as deplorable.”

“Do you think God truly meant for us to keep Him locked in the church? Is He our Sunday pocket watch we only pull out for weddings and funerals and church services? He wishes for us to think about Him wherever we are. And a voice singing His praises at a ball is far less irreverent than a stone-cold heart sitting in a pew on Sunday morning.”