Hello, Maeglian, and thank you for your kind words! I've been thinking about your comments all day, especially: But I still am wondering why she'd apparently not told her son anything about her religious beliefs.
You went on to say: Perhaps the father prevented or outright forbid it, though - wanting the boy to be "brought up right" as he saw it.
Mrs. Twist's Pentacostalism almost puts me in mind of a folk song from a foreign land: something deeply ingrained within her personality, but perhaps a source of embarrasment or anger on her husband's part. He could not deny her the expression of her faith, but discouraged it in his son. Jack, though, retained the song, and the memory of the love and joy with which it was sung, even if he didn't, couldn't, wasn't ever taught to understand the words.
Re: My two (or more like, fifty) cents worth
You went on to say: Perhaps the father prevented or outright forbid it, though - wanting the boy to be "brought up right" as he saw it.
Mrs. Twist's Pentacostalism almost puts me in mind of a folk song from a foreign land: something deeply ingrained within her personality, but perhaps a source of embarrasment or anger on her husband's part. He could not deny her the expression of her faith, but discouraged it in his son. Jack, though, retained the song, and the memory of the love and joy with which it was sung, even if he didn't, couldn't, wasn't ever taught to understand the words.