There’s your standard-issue Jesus paraphernalia, sure: Biblical verses scripted in a shabby-chic way inside frames, a distressed wooden cross. But her comforter is loaded with colors and flowers, and a reed diffuser emanates a sweet floral smell that makes me feel like I’m in a yoga studio.
Yoga is frowned upon here, unless it’s scripture-centered. Whatever that means.
Maybe it’s Maggie herself who relaxes me. She has the cutest nose, which kind of makes her look like a fairy—another thought I should keep to myself—and she’s literally always smiling. Literally. I know how to use the word, and I take it very seriously. She even smiles in prayer. I’ve never been able to marry prayer and smiling.
“So,” she starts, her smile dimming slightly, but still present.
I roll my eyes. “You’ve talked with Eden and Bridgette.”
It’s tighter than looks comfortable, but the smile remains. Maggie seems caught off guard by my assumption. My apparently correct assumption.
“It’s okay,” I reassure her, putting up my hand. “I figured they’d come report my unsaved-ness.” I slow down over the last word, recognizing it isn’t one.
Maggie chuckles and shakes her head as she looks down. “Oh, Kennedy,” she says lightly, “we’re going to have a lot of fun this semester.”
My confusion restricts any response, so I just stare and fiddle with the straps on my backpack.
“It seems like you’ve got some judgment struggles,” Maggie continues.
My eyes bulge. “Me? Are you…no.” My speech gets faster and higher pitched as I wave my hands around, pointing in the direction of my room. “Them. They were judging me. Telling me how I’m not really saved and that I should want my relationship with God to be more than good enough.”
Maggie takes a deep breath. “Well, you should. But that’s for another time. I want you to just take a step back and look at the situation. You’re judging them through your world view, just like they were judging you through theirs. As far as all of you are concerned, you’re stating facts based on what you know to be true, right? You think they’re judging because where you come from. Evangelicals and talk of salvation make people think one thing, and where they come from, not being born again makes them think another.”
“How do you know where I come from?” I huff petulantly.
“I get a stat sheet on everyone on my floor.” Maggie winks and I feel a little violated. What else was on that sheet?
“But they acted like they were better than me.” I continue my playground-style arguments.
Maggie scrunches her eyebrows. “Did they? They came to me very upset, Kennedy, and I need you to know that. They’re worried they’d upset you—”
“Oh, they picked up on that, did they?” I snap, then immediately wince. I didn’t mean—or want—to take that tone with someone in possession of a three-ton bag o’ demerits.
She purses her lips and tilts her head to the side. As she puts her hand on my forearm, she speaks quietly. “Look. I get it. More than you know, I get where you’re coming from. What I need you to promise me you’ll work on is not assuming the worst out of everyone here, okay? I know salvation talk can get really heated. That’s not likely to change during your time here, let alone in any foreseeable decade. From where Bridgette and Eden are coming from, they’re truly concerned about you. Acting out of anger, as you did, only solidifies their concerns.”
“That I’m damned?”
Now it’s Maggie’s turn to wince. “Sort of. For the most part, they’re used to being able to have a discussion when emotions run high. You’re used to isolating.”
“How do you know that?” I demand, crossing my arms in front of me.
She moves her hand back to her lap. “I was raised Catholic.”
A slight breeze could knock me over right now, I’m sure of it. How in you-know-who’s name does a Catholic, of all people, not only end up at Carter University, but be an exemplary enough student to be promoted to the serious position of RA? My mouth hangs open until my tongue is dry.
“So,” Maggie continues cheerfully, “for now I’d love it if the three of you could talk. You can either go do it right now, or we’ll schedule a session where I can be present to facilitate.” She stands and moves back to her desk, placing reading glasses on her nose.
I’m nervous about facing my roommates after our tense parting. “Are you busy right now?”
“Mmm hmm.” She nods passively as she cracks the binding of a novel.
“Doing what?” I challenge.
Maggie looks up without moving her head, her hazel eyes underscored by the black rim of her glasses. “Letting you grow up.” Her eyes move back to her book, which I take to be more of a prop at this point.
“Thanks,” I mumble as I walk out of her room.
“Anytime,” she chirps after me.
Jesus Freaks: Sins of the Father
Andrea Randall's books
- Sacred Sins
- Sins and Scarlet Lace
- Sins of a Ruthless Rogue
- Bed of Roses
- Son Of The Morning
- Cover Of Night
- Affairs of State
- A Profiler's Case for Seduction
- Because of Rebecca
- Conflict of Interest
- Eclipse of the Heart
- Flames of Attraction
- Illusions of Love
- Keeper of the Moon
- Keeper of the Shadows
- Legacy of Love
- Love Proof (Laws of Attraction)
- Miles of Pleasure
- Of One Heart
- Off Limits
- Off Sides
- Out of the Dark (The Brethren Series)
- Out of the Depths
- Pool of Crimson
- Prince of Wolves
- Rules of Entanglement
- Shadow of My Heart
- Something of a Kind
- Son of a Preacher Man
- Taste of Desire
- Taste of Love
- Translation of Love
- Web of Deception
- Words of Love
- The Lady of Bolton Hill
- The Scars of Us(Scars Series)
- Dreams of Lilacs
- House of Ivy & Sorrow
- A Question of Honor
- The Owner of His Heart
- The Heir of the Castle
- Tower of Glass
- The Last Prince of Dahaar
- Terms of Engagement
- Secrets of a Bollywood Marriage
- David Lord of Honor
- Return of the Prodigal Gilvry
- Killing Me Softly(A Broken Souls Series)
- Starting Over(Hart of Seattle)
- The Resurrection of Aubrey Mill
- OFF SIDES
- Confessions of a Royal Bridegroom
- Stolen: Warriors of Hir, Book 3
- The CEO Buys in (Wager of Hearts #1)
- The Law of Moses
- A Pound of Flesh (A Pound of Flesh #1)
- Arouse: A Spiral of Bliss Novel (Book One)
- Awaken: A Spiral of Bliss Novel (Book Three)
- The Art of French Kissing
- Leo (A Sign of Love Novel)
- Echoes of Scotland Street
- Stinger (A Sign of Love Novel)
- Ten Days of Perfect (November Blue #1)
- The Song of David
- The House of the Stone
- Ashes of Honor: An October Daye Novel
- The Weight of Feathers
- Blood Brothers
- Face the Fire
- Holding the Dream
- The Hollow
- The way Home
- A Father's Name
- All the Right Moves
- After the Fall
- And Then She Fell
- A Mother's Homecoming
- All They Need
- Behind the Courtesan
- Breathe for Me
- Breaking the Rules
- Bluffing the Devil
- Chasing the Sunset
- Feel the Heat (Hot In the Kitchen)
- For the Girls' Sake
- Guarding the Princess
- Happy Mother's Day!
- Meant-To-Be Mother
- In the Market for Love
- In the Rancher's Arms
- Leather and Lace
- Northern Rebel Daring in the Dark
- Seduced The Unexpected Virgin
- Southern Beauty
- St Matthew's Passion
- Straddling the Line
- Taming the Lone Wolff
- Taming the Tycoon
- Tempting the Best Man