It’s 2005 in Portland and seventeen-year-old Sarah Flanders, a loyal Christian servant of Jehovah God, finds herself questioning faith, sexuality, and gender in the wake of her blossoming closeness with a genderweird actor. As her religious family and friends question Sarah’s association with such a “worldly” individual, Sarah realizes she must choose between the only community she’s ever known and the only love that’s ever felt real. HERETICS ANONYMOUS meets ORPHEUS GIRL.
“What are you doing here?” Aubrey asked.
I grimaced a smile at the Watchtower and Awake! Magazines fanned out in my hand. If I placed them with her they’d be my two literature placements for the morning. She might never let me forget about it, but it was for Jehovah. And to help her find the truth. Of course. “We’re out in your neighborhood, offering some information that you may be interested in.”
Aubrey looked at the magazines and back to me. “Are you—”
The volume of my voice increased. “The question we’re asking today is: ‘Where do loved ones go when they die?’ I’d like to ask you a question, Aubrey.” I had to stop and cough. We were supposed to use their names if we could get them but in that moment I nearly choked on hers. “Do you believe in Heaven and Hell?”
Aubrey’s glance slid between me and the magazines one more time, then she shook her head. “No.”
They usually never answered so simply. “W–what do you think happens after we die?”
I swallowed once more, my mouth parched enough to strike a match on my tongue. “How would you feel if I told you that your dead loved ones could live again?”
“I’d be horrified because they’d be zombies,” Aubrey deadpanned.