This is a story about a teenager, Ava, her sort of boyfriend Wash and her healing powers. She was at a crash site and saved Wash's life, he had been punctured by a steel rod or something and all the world at large heard the story and came a-begging for her to fix something or someone or other. All anyone wanted was something from her.
Her dad, a cop joins a cult, do not ask me what the reason behind that was. Apparently they all thought (Dad included) that it was her responsibility to save other people even if it meant her own death. Which it did and which she died saving Wash again and her half sister. Because all anyone really cared about her was that she was capable of healing them. Everyone but Wash that is. He didn't want her to die by fixing his illness but she did it anyway and died.
So I really have said this so many times in the past, I do NOT LIKE RELIGION in my fiction novels. If I want to read religious crap I'll go read it. You want to put fiction in my novel I pretty much am not going to like your book. Could have had more stars if the stupid ass preacher didn't talk the stupid ass father into joining his stupid ass church and swearing to kill his daughter to save others. What is the sense in that? How is that a protective father? Or a protect the flock preacher? Or even the step mother knowing it would kill Ava beg her over and over to save her baby if anything was wrong with it.
Let me say this to believers: If god made a sick baby then that's how he wants it. SICK. If he makes a child with a fatal disease then he WANTS that child to die of that disease. How does changing what YOUR GOD has created make you religious? It does not. It actually makes you NON RELIGIOUS. So go figure that out instead of eating fast food and watching sports on tv.
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