Could we allow ourselves to feel what it would be like to land on the square that says "Go straight to Hell, do not pass Go and do not collect £200", all on the, apparent, roll of a dice?
Would we entertain the possibility of empathising with those who have lived as if this were true?
When will we allow ourselves to be softened by the revelation that abuse is real, painful, a family secret and denied by the Christian community?
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