Chapter Three
“Well, it looks like Pastor is on the case. The Aquiel won’t stand a chance.” Ethel clapped her hands together. “Come on, then. Let’s get moving. I have things to do and places to be.” She headed back to her car.
Jessica followed her grandma and climbed into the passenger seat. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. Yet, even with more important things to consider, she couldn’t suppress a snicker as she watched the old lady adjust her rearview mirror.
“What’s so funny?”
She shook her head.
“Don’t you shake your head at me, girl. Spill it.”
“Nothing…it’s only that you’re looking awfully nice. Especially since you’re just picking me up from church. It’s almost as if you hoped to catch someone’s eye. Somebody like…oh, I dunno. Pastor Norman, for instance.”
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