How did he feel? He felt like his whole life had lost meaning. Everything he had thought had turned out to be false. He felt the rosary in his pocket and he had to fight back an angry sob. For a good chunk of his life he'd been told he was a child of God. That God loved him and created him. But that had turned out to be a lie.

"I feel thirsty." Kurt said his voice a bit scratchy. He sat up slower this time and didn't get dizzy. He leaned against the head board.