Science vs Faith
Nov 1 · 2 min read
I was raised in a strict religious household. It was the faith of my forefathers and it was that faith that defined our lives. I did not completely comprehend the gravity of the situation until decades later when I began to question certain haunting dreams and memories. When I questioned my eldest sister she explained the sources of my nightmares.
My father had gotten a job with the local police department and was assigned to a poor part of town where there were a number of brothels. That is a fancy name for whorehouses.
