that. “Is he a member here?”
“Not anymore.”
Shrugging, Desiree watched as others walked into the ladies room. A few peeped their way, but didn’t intrude. “Yes, I do have grounds to divorce him,” she sounded defeated. “But I would rather kill him first. My sisters don’t know yet, or Michael would definitely be a dead man.”
Desiree’s statement about killing him didn’t sound like a bluff and Solae believed her. She immediately prayed that her sister in Christ wouldn’t follow through. Getting to her feet, Solae walked to the other side and dampened a few sheets of paper towels. She returned to Desiree and handed them to her.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry to burden you with my woes.” She seemed more composed as Solae sat beside her again.
“We’re sisters in Christ. We’re all in one body. When we share our burdens, someone can remember us and agree when we pray. I’ll definitely call your name before the Lord. Promise.”
“I’d like that. I need a lot of prayer to get through this.” Desiree’s stomach growled. She blushed. “Sorry, I really haven’t had much of an appetite. I guess it’s catching up with me.”
“I can’t say that. Lately, I think I’ve eaten enough for both of us. It’s a good thing I work out to hide mine.” Solae laughed and Desiree joined her, which brightened her face.
Desiree was smartly dressed in a soft, pink suit—tailored fit. Her hair was stylish in a short, sassy cut. Her complexion was an even-toned, medium brown. She definitely shouldn’t have a problem keeping a man’s attention, so why did her husband cheat?
“Well, if you want an eating partner, I’m free.” She and Candace often dined out with Lindsay or ate at her mother’s house on Sundays, but Solae needed to pull back and give her friend space to grow into her role as a wife.
At least, that’s what she told herself. Solae also wanted to avoid Hershel. Desiree didn’t know that she had rescued Solae from having her own little pity party, but it definitely wouldn’t have been in the church women’s lounge.
“I would love that.” Her smile was genuine, so was her frown. “It’ll be my treat.”
“Okay. I’ll buy next time,” Solae said as Desiree waited for her outside the ladies room. When Solae finished and walked back into the sanctuary to grab her Bible, the service had just concluded.
As they walked out together in the parking lot, Solae tapped in Desiree’s number on her smartphone. When Desiree’s smartphone played music, she saved it.
“Got it. What do you have a taste for?”
Solae didn’t have to think. “Hmm. I’m feeling Chinese.”
“Then let’s do it. I’m parked right over there.” Desiree pointed to a small Mazda SUV.
With Solae trailing Desiree, they easily arrived at Ryce Oriental Buffet on Dorsett Road in less than fifteen minutes. She had seen the restaurant in passing, but had never eaten there. She’d have to tell Candace about it.
They parked and chatted on the way inside. Desiree looked much better. Surprisingly, a handful of other church members were standing in line to pay. They exchanged “Praise the Lord’s” and hugs before it was their turn and Desiree treated.
With plates in hand, they started at the closest buffet station and scooped sample portions onto their plates until there wasn’t room for more.
Desiree glanced over her shoulder and grinned. “I guess this is a good start.”
Solae nodded as they headed to a vacant table. Settling in their seats, they bowed their heads and silently asked God to bless their food. Solae was about to say “Amen” when she faintly heard Desiree whisper, “Lord, You know I needed a friend. Thank You for sending me one today. Amen.”
“Me too. Amen.” Solae smiled.
While they ate, Solae learned that they had as much in common as they did in differences. They both were thirty-one, but Desiree had been married three years and had two sisters. They
“Not anymore.”
Shrugging, Desiree watched as others walked into the ladies room. A few peeped their way, but didn’t intrude. “Yes, I do have grounds to divorce him,” she sounded defeated. “But I would rather kill him first. My sisters don’t know yet, or Michael would definitely be a dead man.”
Desiree’s statement about killing him didn’t sound like a bluff and Solae believed her. She immediately prayed that her sister in Christ wouldn’t follow through. Getting to her feet, Solae walked to the other side and dampened a few sheets of paper towels. She returned to Desiree and handed them to her.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry to burden you with my woes.” She seemed more composed as Solae sat beside her again.
“We’re sisters in Christ. We’re all in one body. When we share our burdens, someone can remember us and agree when we pray. I’ll definitely call your name before the Lord. Promise.”
“I’d like that. I need a lot of prayer to get through this.” Desiree’s stomach growled. She blushed. “Sorry, I really haven’t had much of an appetite. I guess it’s catching up with me.”
“I can’t say that. Lately, I think I’ve eaten enough for both of us. It’s a good thing I work out to hide mine.” Solae laughed and Desiree joined her, which brightened her face.
Desiree was smartly dressed in a soft, pink suit—tailored fit. Her hair was stylish in a short, sassy cut. Her complexion was an even-toned, medium brown. She definitely shouldn’t have a problem keeping a man’s attention, so why did her husband cheat?
“Well, if you want an eating partner, I’m free.” She and Candace often dined out with Lindsay or ate at her mother’s house on Sundays, but Solae needed to pull back and give her friend space to grow into her role as a wife.
At least, that’s what she told herself. Solae also wanted to avoid Hershel. Desiree didn’t know that she had rescued Solae from having her own little pity party, but it definitely wouldn’t have been in the church women’s lounge.
“I would love that.” Her smile was genuine, so was her frown. “It’ll be my treat.”
“Okay. I’ll buy next time,” Solae said as Desiree waited for her outside the ladies room. When Solae finished and walked back into the sanctuary to grab her Bible, the service had just concluded.
As they walked out together in the parking lot, Solae tapped in Desiree’s number on her smartphone. When Desiree’s smartphone played music, she saved it.
“Got it. What do you have a taste for?”
Solae didn’t have to think. “Hmm. I’m feeling Chinese.”
“Then let’s do it. I’m parked right over there.” Desiree pointed to a small Mazda SUV.
With Solae trailing Desiree, they easily arrived at Ryce Oriental Buffet on Dorsett Road in less than fifteen minutes. She had seen the restaurant in passing, but had never eaten there. She’d have to tell Candace about it.
They parked and chatted on the way inside. Desiree looked much better. Surprisingly, a handful of other church members were standing in line to pay. They exchanged “Praise the Lord’s” and hugs before it was their turn and Desiree treated.
With plates in hand, they started at the closest buffet station and scooped sample portions onto their plates until there wasn’t room for more.
Desiree glanced over her shoulder and grinned. “I guess this is a good start.”
Solae nodded as they headed to a vacant table. Settling in their seats, they bowed their heads and silently asked God to bless their food. Solae was about to say “Amen” when she faintly heard Desiree whisper, “Lord, You know I needed a friend. Thank You for sending me one today. Amen.”
“Me too. Amen.” Solae smiled.
While they ate, Solae learned that they had as much in common as they did in differences. They both were thirty-one, but Desiree had been married three years and had two sisters. They
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