My four-year-old daughter, Emma, stood completely still for a moment—then suddenly rushed toward the pastor, shouting something that brought the entire room into stunned silence.

Miriam tried to run.

He did it wrong.

He did it like people who are used to always emerging unscathed from their own scenes, thinking that social authority will still obey the tone rather than the facts.

The pastor and one of the ushers stopped her in the hallway before she reached the exit.

That’s when it really exploded.