May's POV
The next day is Sunday, my family is religious, well mostly my mother, she found her faith in Christ after my father left.
I remember how it or rather she was back then before she started going to church. Not good.
She was a full time house wife before my father left she stayed at home to take better care of us her children, she used to love staying home.
But after he left she stopped staying home "everywhere in this house reminds my of your father " she used to say, so she stopped coming home always spending her time at an inn where all she did was drink.
This went on for days until one day, she was rushed to the hospital for alcohol overdose,during her stay in hospital she was visited by the local pastor who preached to her and introduced her to Christ and the church which helped her a lot during the divorce, they even helped her get a job with her certificate as a banker.
Ever since then we always go to church.
Sunday meant going to church.