Hard to understand

you make me sad sometimes.
right now I have a girl being hurt in her church. to be honest I don't understand why you are doing such things. heeling is difficult because ever since I known you I could never understand how can you hurt each other.
Lucy was the first one to show me that. She's so proud of you and herself. to understand I even asked her, but she claims it's not her doing. with her wicked, devil smile she shows me when step by step it's you and only you hurting each other, nothing to do with her.
don't take me wrong I love churches.
Lucy takes me there for a laugh.
I love preaching. rules are so simple, and you are so amazingly creative with turning everything the other way round. but the best is when you guys talking about the Boss.
I'm always astonished. that's why I'm not regular church goer.

we used to work each other, Lucy and me, so I would do anything to understand why.
so she tells me. because most of this place including churches is hers.
for now.
'it's like my little story', she says. 'that's why humans follow me'
'is that why you got your silly surname?' I ask even when I know. 'none of us got surname...'
'I'm not one of you anymore!' I never liked when she screams 'don't you remember?!'
'we will never forget, Lucy' I say quietly 'never, Miss Fair'