A Prayer for Owen Meany

I am doomed to remember a boy with a wrecked voiceΓÇönot because of his voice,or because he was the smallest person I ever knewor even because he was the instrument of my mother’s deathbut because he is the reason I believe in God; I am a Christian because of Owen Meany. In the summer of 1953two eleven-year-old boysΓÇöbest friendsΓÇöare playing in a Little League baseball game in GravesendNew Hampshire. One of the boys hits a foul ball that kills the other boy’s mother. The boy who hits the ball doesn’t believe in accidents; Owen Meany believes he is God’s instrument. What happens to Owen after that 1953 foul ball is extraordinary.