The next few weeks were weird to say the least. Joseph came to visit less and less, his excuse being the church needed him now more than ever. You couldn’t help but wonder if it had something to do with you, about your baptism and the events that transpired at the church. You decided to suck it up and go to a service, a show of good faith. You dressed in your least provocative dress, a pale pink sundress. You decided to forgo the Judge today and go on your own, it wasn’t like you’d need him at the church.
As you approached the compound you saw John and Jacob’s vehicles, hopefully they could keep their hands to themselves during the service. When you walked into the church you laid your eyes on Joseph, he looked different, like he hadn’t been sleeping. You rolled your eyes, making a point
