"Peace be with you," Phoebe says, as she always does at this part of the service. The congregation is supposed to respond, "And also with you," which they sometimes do, but often all she gets back are mumbles and coughs. This week, Deacon responds half-heartedly (and Stan snores), but Lucille whistles and shouts, "You go, girl!" Which pleases Phoebe tremendously.
"It's a mystery," Phoebe says. This is not what she had intended to say (she had intended: "It's a joy to be here"), but there it is, so on she goes.
"I mean, have you ever thought about what goes on your mind? Like...why do we do what we do? Why do we want what we want?" (She is thinking about Josephine here--something she knows she should not be thinking about--but the longing she's felt these past weeks everyday at the park, and the dawning realization of the futility of it all, just won't leave her, and it doesn't seem to be something she can keep quiet about.)
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