Chapter Eight
Sophie sat in a pew toward the back of the sanctuary. Every once in a while the urge to turn and look over her shoulder toward the vestibule overcame her and she turned, although she wasn’t sure why. If he was still coming, he’d be there in a few minutes, and if something came up and his plans were altered, it was just as well, wasn’t it? After all, this was the same person she struggled to speak to every day at work, so how did she think she was going to manage talking to him at church?
That morning, she’d practically begged Valerie to come to church with her, even though she knew her roommate was having enough trouble balancing her own church and Alec’s. Valerie had assured her everything would be fine. She wouldn’t even have much of a chance to speak to Zach since they’d
