Marie-Therese lifted the cross even higher and held it in front of her face to protect her while she backed out of the room and locked the door behind her. Then she stormed towards the attic and found her mother's old chest and dragged it down to her living room. She pulled out every cross, every holy relic that her mother used to have hanging all over the house and that Marie-Therese had pulled down as soon as she died, happy to finally be able to live without them staring at her or constantly reminding her that she was a wrongful person, that she was bad and that God was seeing it.
Now for the first time she understood her mother's obsession with these things and finally she understood how they weren't there to condemn her, but to protect her.
She made her bedroom dresser into an altar, with a statue of Virgin Mary in the middle surrounded by crosses and candle lights and then she kneeled in front of it, praying all night for the Holy Spirit to protect her from the evil she had let into her own house.
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Edwina