I don't believe it!

[hafwit]

My Atheist group was like a protracted game of Russian roulette with pastries. We'd meet for coffee every Sunday and not believe in each other.

I'm the only one left.

Sometimes I miss those meetings. I remember Edith casually moving the coffee creamer within my reach, while studiously ignoring me.
In this abyss of a world, it's the closest I've ever come to love.