The church she saw, if anyone is interested, is the one along Route 64 by that mini golf place, in between West Chicago and Carol Stream. I don't recall the name right now.
Dharma: What is that place there with the pointy roof?
Me: It's a church.
Dharma: What is a church?
Me: It's a place where some people go to talk about God.
Dharma: What is God?
Me: Well, it's what some people have instead of Buddha. Someone who some people think helps them.
Dharma: Soooooo, like a superhero?
Me: Kind've like a superhero, I guess.
Dharma: Does he wear a cape?
Me: No. A robe.
(Dharma pauses to think)
Dharma: Does it button or tie in the front?
Me: It ties.
Dharma: Why doesn't it have a zipper?
Me: Sand would've gotten caught in it.
Dharma: Oh. Okay then.
I can only imagine the picture she had in her mind.
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