The Dom Next Door

I used to know exactly what I would do with my life, and why. I planned to devote myself to God.  I was in the middle of my novice training a little over a year ago, when someone blew up my parents' car. They were the kindest people in the world, and their deaths shook the foundation of my faith. Now I'm lost, knocking around in a half-furnished new house with no family left but a sister who hates me. No one has ever found the people responsible for my parents' murder, and the police don't