Then it all stopped. Doug pulled the sobbing Archie away and he fell awkwardly to the ground nursing both fists while Doug grabbed my arm roughly and whispered angrily into my face
"We pray first. How's God supposed to know a sacrifice is for Him if we don't tell Him first?"
I didn't know. I thought God knew everything.
Blood trickled down my cheek and Doug brushed it away with the ball of his thumb.
I guess he probably had a point, his Dad being God and all. Ok, a minister anyway.
Doug raised his stone high above his head.