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My heartstrings tend to be quite resistant to tugging when it comes to books and movies and graphic novels (except maybe for those BBC literary adaptations), but agh, this did it. I do identify with the Christian upbringing, but I never did the high school romance or felt too isolated and guilt-ridden (I had the internet and an atheist uncle to support me in my doubts), so it's not like I'm doing that thing where you love something because you totally identify with it and it really seems like it was made just for you (I hate that kind of thing). But it was the scene where he and Raina are in her bed and she drops off to sleep, and then Craig sees the darkened portrait of Jesus lighten and beam at him. Gah!