[ She would laugh if he wasn't actually really serious, and as it is, she has to clear her throat a little. ]

My parents never really taught me to pray. They didn't even get married in a church. The first time I went inside of one was for my father's funeral.

[ And even then it felt odd. Why did the funeral happen in a building they'd never committed to going to every Sunday? It made no sense. But it hadn't been her decision. And she's surely been inside of a church more often than that, she just doesn't remember. ]