A candid letter to my evangelical parents, after Trump.
Sit down for a moment. I have a story to tell you.
A little girl grew up among family who loved her fiercely — she could feel that from day one. She was lucky.
A sister, then a brother, joined her. She loved her aunts, uncles, grandmas, grannies, grandpas and cousins. She lived to spend summer days outside with her cats. Her favorite place in…