1. Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly 

The cover was faded, the gold lettering turning to dull brass. Jack flipped it open, eyes widening as he recognized the writing on the inside cover.

"Jack?" Daniel frowned quizzically.

"I..." Jack sank into a nearby chair. "I haven't thought about this book in years."

Daniel peered at the writing over Jack's shoulder. "It was from your mother?"

"No," Jack said. "My grandmother. Charlie called her 'Granny' too. She... This was for Charlie's first communion. She took ill soon after that, and..." Jack looked again at the book. "I don't think Charlie ever read it."

"Not light reading for a kid, is it?"

"No." Jack flipped the pages to the first psalm. "I suppose not."