Dec 22, 2021
4 min read
He Said He’d Move the Stars for Me
Happily ever after wasn’t in the cards.
There were the heavens, and then there was hell I knew so well it burned, only for the earth between to carry the weight of both.
How odd, you might think — a preacher’s daughter talking blasphemy. Surely no life’s misstep could compare to the fires of eternal damnation. Shouldn’t I have known better?
