The church’s janitor began, “Demon woulda been better in Hell. Huh. Imagine that. Demon woulda been better in Hell. So far as I know, spaceships don’t come falling out of the sky if you’re in Hell. Hell, maybe a demon could be happy in Hell! Happy with his Demon Wife, Demon Kids. Maybe his Demon Mother and Father were still alive! Mighta had a Demon Job, where he stuck forks up people’s asses. But he lost that, all so he could get blown up by a spaceship.”
Shade put her hand on her hip, looking at Anne, then at the remains of the blasted ground. “This is why I don’t go to church,” she said.