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“Hallelujah! You know, Joshua Paul is leaving for the vacation Bible school camping trip this Sunday after church. You should join them. It’ll be two weeks in the wilderness with no phones, no video �������t¶��, no computers. You’d love it!”

“Uhhh, I better go. Vacation Bible School only waits for Jesus. Happy birthday, Nic!”

I sling my backpack over my shoulder as we hurry out, but just as we do, JP strolls into my backyard, wearing a fanny pack and a red “Vacation Bible School” T-shirt.

“Yeah, Mom. I’m on the vacation Bible school bus. I—” He crumples a piece of paper into his phone.

JP pulls a cross necklace from under his Vacation Bible School T-shirt.