It’s Friday again! this week has rushed by, and I can’t believe it’s already time for 100 words in response to Madison‘s prompt, this week photographed by Lora Mitchell.
I looked at this picture briefly yesterday and a few ideas came to me then, but this morning, one phrase came to mind and I felt I had to use it. Just for the record, the views of characters in this piece are not necessarily my own and it is not intended to be incendiary.
Breaking the backs of angels
“I’m praying for you,” she said, locking her eyes onto mine so that there could be no mistaking her vigour.
I thanked her. I don’t believe, but if it makes her feel better, what’s the harm? My brother doesn’t agree.
“There she goes again, breaking the backs of angels. How can people be so credulous?”
“Religion’s been around for millennia, Jacob; it’s still more popular than atheism, even in this information age.”
“Doesn’t stop it being wrong. If I were God, I’d come down here and tell them all to take charge of their own lives, instead of bothering me.”