Garden Grove, California (Google Maps ⧉, OpenStreetMap ⧉)

"For the last four Sundays, my mother had been taking me all the way to Garden Grove, to the Crystal Cathedral."

"Janet Bryson’s journey took her next to a Garden Grove apartment block the color of overripe avocado flesh, where a too‐thin woman of about forty with bony, sunburned shoulders handed her a letter..."

"People like his immigrant mother, who tended to her roses in their home in Garden Grove, telling Giovanni that she felt the Holy Spirit in the faint breeze."