but your counsellor will help you with all of this ... ' ) tessa gurgled and snorted into her sodden tissue , and thought how little she had done for krystal , dead on the bathroom floor ... it would have been a relief if st michael had stepped down from his glowing window and enacted judgement on them all , decreeing exactly how much fault was hers , for the deaths , for the broken lives , for the mess ... a fidgeting young tully boy on the other side of the aisle hopped out of his pew , and a tattooed woman reached out a powerful arm , grabbed him and pulled him back .