"You've been tested in so many ways, I know. But a lot of the time that's how it works, life gets so dark until we think all the light's gone out of us. But it's there, it's always there. If we just open the door a crack the light comes pouring in." She smiles and ducks her head, emits a shy chuckle. "You know how we kept looking at each other during the press conference? And I was thinking to myself, Now, why out of all the people here does he keep looking at me and I keep looking at him? I mean you're cute and everything, you've got gorgeous eyes…" She giggles, regroups her seriousness. "But now I think I know why, I really do. I think God wanted us to meet today."
Billy sighs, his eyelids flutter and his head tips back, meets the wall with an understated thunk. For all he knows every word she says is true.
"We're all called upon to be His lights out in the world," she continues, brushing a pom-pom against his arm, and thirty seconds into the story of how she came to a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, Billy quietly, slowly, firmly, reaches underneath her pom-pom and takes her hand. Because, why not. Because he's moved. Because in two days he's back in the s*** and what's the worst that can happen compared to that?
Although it sounds suspiciously like Faison is just regurgitating some of the phrases she's heard in church, there's no doubting her sincerity. Do you think she would be able to say these things in quite the same way if she had seen the kind of things Billy has seen? Or does this kind sincerity also kind of depend on a certain innocence (or ignorance) regarding the way the world really is?