I hate math.” Natasha pushed her chair away from the table, the wooden legs screeching over the worn linoleum. She folded her arms over her chest as she pushed out her lower lip. For the past hour Hailey had been working with Natasha on math problems and all they had to show for the time were some princess doodles on the bottom of the page and one measly solved problem. Which made Hailey wonder how much homeschooling Lydia had done. “Don’t say hate. Say instead that you don’t like math,” Hailey corrected, picking up the pencil Natasha had tossed on the table. “We want to save the word hate for really big things.” Natasha shot her a puzzled glance. “What big things?” Hailey held the pencil out to Natasha, waiting for her to take it. “Big things like sin and killing and saying bad things about God.” Natasha pursed her lips, as if pondering this, then tossed her brown hair over her shoulder and took the pencil from Hailey. “My mommy said there’s no such thing as God,”
