I received this book from Playwrights Canada Press in exchange for an honest review.
“He knows where everyone is! He just doesn’t want to tell us,” (Walsh 105).
Things have not been going well for twelve-year-old Genevieve, her mom is missing and Genevieve has to help out around the house and make sandwiches for her many brothers and dad and no one will tell her when her mom is coming home. She also really wants to be an altar server, but it’s 1963 and Father Paul and her classmate (and star altar boy) Martin tell her that girls can’t be altar servers. So Genevieve prays to God hoping he’ll make an exception, but instead of God answering a fourteen-year-old Roman martyr, St. Pancras, appears to her and promises to get her an answer. But then Martin goes missing, and Genevieve worries St. Pancras may have misunderstood what she was asking for. She’s starting to wonder if there’s anyone out there who actually listens to her prayers. Continue reading