It was a relief when the funeral ended. I noticed Kel at the back, sitting with an elegant looking older woman who looked just as petite and beautiful as I’d imagined. She also looked rich and disapproving. I don’t think she liked the spiritual twist I added to “How Great Thou Art.” Neither did my mother. Before I could escape, Reverend Hilliard cornered me.
“I was wondering, that is, your mother thought you wouldn’t be averse to accompanying me to Bible study class tomorrow evening?”
“Bible study class?”
“We can bring dates sometimes, and I thought you might enjoy it.” He looked like he thought I might enjoy it. I guess a minister would have to be an optimist. Was it a sin to say no to a man of the cloth? Wasn’t bingo and accordion enough punishment for the sin of lusting after Kel?
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