It was like the whole world looked different to Liz; she felt so completely joyful and alive after her baptism. Never could she have guessed that something as simple as dunking her head in a basin of water would make her feel so whole all of a sudden. She finally understood why Jackie now seemed so different, for the better. She never even once thought of how she’d never been asked if she wanted to join the Children. She was just glad she had.
Ever since the Christmas incident, their mother had taken to walking around the house with her eyebrows furrowed, her own personal sign of pure worry. The crinkled, worried eyebrows had only gotten more distinct when the girls had come home and informed her that Liz had joined the church as well. Because she still hadn’t gotten over the shock of Jackie speaking to her like she had on Christmas, their mother didn’t push the subject.