Seeds of Yesterday (Dollanganger 4) - Page 61

"Dad, I'm sorry, but I've got to have my say." He

turned toward Bart, who had risen to his feet. "Now,

you listen to me, little brother." His strong hands

released the joy stick to clench into fists. "I believe in

God . . . but I don't believe in religion. Religion is

used to manipulate and punish. Used in a thousand

ways for profit, for even in the church, money is still

the real God."

"Bart," I implored, so afraid he'd harm Jory

again, "it's time we all headed upstairs."

Bart had paled. "No wonder you sit there in that

chair if you believe what you just said. You are being

punished by God, just as Joel says."

"Joel," sneered Jory. "Who the hell cares what

an old fool like Joel says? I'm punished because some

stupid idiot wet the sand! God didn't pour down rain

to do that. A garden hose took God's place, and that's

why I'm in this chair and not where I belong. As soon

as possible, I'm leaving here, Bart! I'm forgetting

you're my brother, whom I've always tried to love and

help. I'm not going to try again."

"Hooray for you, Jory!" cried Cindy, jumping

to her feet and applauding.

"STOP!" I yelled, seizing Cindy by the arm

while Chris grabbed her other arm and we dragged her

away from Bart. Still she twisted and fought to free

herself. "You damned freaky hypocrite!" she yelled

back at Bart. "I heard at your birthday party that you

do your share of using the local brothel . . ."

Thank God the elevator door closed behind us

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