Although Rick and his family did not attend church, Rick had always believed in God. He whispered,”Thank you God,” under his breath in response to the good day that he was having. He was also praying that his relationship with Sasha wouldn’t meet the same fate as the one with Arwen.
He whispered loudly enough for Sasha to hear him.”
She looked at Rick and asked, “Do you believe in God, Rick?”
“Yes, I’ve never really doubted God’s existence. My parents aren’t religious or anything but whenever I look up at the night sky or look at animals I can’t help but think that they were created by some Higher Power,” Rick explained.
“Just like in the book of Genesis you mean?” asked Sasha.
“Do you read the Bible, Sasha? “ Rick asked with surprise.
“Not as much as I probably should but I’m exposed to a lot of Biblical teaching at the Christian school I attend in L.A.” answered Sasha.
“Your dad doesn’t strike me as the religious type,” laughed Rick.
“ He isn’t. It’s my mother who is the Christian. She got saved about three years ago.”
“Saved? What do you mean by saved? Saved from what?” asked Rick lighting up a Cameo cigarette.
“Saved from many things but most importantly saved from hell,” answered Sasha.
“And how does one get saved from hell?”
“By accepting Jesus as your Lord and Savior,” answered Sasha.
“I’d like to hear more about this but right now I’m getting a strong craving for a corn dog. The aroma from those concession stands is really getting to me,” said Rick searching in his wallet for money.
“I’d love to stop for a corn dog, Rick,” said Sasha.
“What are we waiting for then? I’ve got enough money for two corn dogs and drinks for both of us,” Rick offered as they walked about ten yards across to the concession stand.
After they purchased their corn dogs and soft drinks Rick and Sasha found a round table covered by an umbrella with the Pepsi logo on it.
“So why did your mom want you to go to a Christian school?” asked Rick as he took a sip of his Pepsi.
“My mother has some Christian friends that highly recommended the Christian School in our neighborhood. At that time I was getting into a lot of trouble at the public school that I was attending. My mother hoped that the Christian school would provide me with some good moral standards,” Sasha explained as she unwrapped her corn dog.
“And has it?” Rick asked as he tried to block out the sun’s rays that were shining directly into his eyes.
Sasha laughed, “To some extent. At least I’m starting to think about the repercussions of some of my behavior. In that sense the Christian school has been good for me.”
“How does your mom feel about you staying with your dad over the summer?” Rick asked.
“She’s cool with it, for the most part. She doesn’t hate my dad. She wishes that he would become more mature and give up a lot of his bad habits. My mother left my dad because she didn’t think that he was capable of providing a stable life for us,” Sasha answered with a look of sadness on her face.
“It must be hard for you, with your parents split up and living in different countries,” said Rick.
“It is, but it would be worse if they were still together. They are so far apart in terms of philosophy of life that they may as well be living on different planets.”
“ You see, my mother wants me to have a relationship with my father even if she does not approve of his life style. Her parents split up when she was young and she said she lost all connection with her father. She didn’t want the same thing to happen to me.”
“So you’re glad that you’re spending this summer with Misty and your dad?” Rick asked.