: About Me

THE AFFAIR It started with the secret conversations in the bathroom while he was fast asleep. It was the only place I could think of at home that I would not be intruded upon and caught praying. And even as I kneeled in front of the tub with head lowered and hands folded night after night, I spent a good proportion of the time asking not to be found out but knowing full well that this cannot go on. How was I meant to tell the most cynical atheist I have ever met and my live-in boyfriend for the past two years that I had recently seen the light and Christ was back in my life? It seemed much...