Camp Hope Page #7

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You scared me.

You look good.

Father's here.

I found him out in the hallway.

He was doing his rounds. Would you

give my son the Eucharist, Father?

Of course.

The body of Christ.

Tommy.

Tommy, receive, son.

No.

Maybe I should...

No no, Father.

Please.

Your son has been

through a lot tonight.

Perhaps it's best

to leave it alone.

It's okay.

I don't want to receive

anymore, Mom.

If it really is

the body of Christ,

it's too terrible

to imagine.

And if it isn't, then

it's all just a big lie.

I can't believe

anymore, Mom.

I can't.

I won't.

I can go to your school

and I can follow your rules,

but you can't

make me believe.

It's too awful.

I need to be

free of this.

Oh God.

Enough.

Oh baby.

Enough.

Shh.

We can't pull the plug.

God can heal him.

"See you soon."

Thank you.

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