perfectly aligned veneers as the congregants whose hands he shook praised his sermon, performance . Flashy in a bright white robe with gold trim and a gold collar, Leon stood stoic and regal.
“First lady, you are sure looking beautiful today,” Henry said, shaking Leon’s hands and smiling at Evan. It wasn’t disrespectful or inappropriate and both knew that Henry meant no harm. Evan smiled.
“She looks fantastic,” His sweet faced wife said grabbing Evan’s hand.
“Treat her right Pastor if you wanna keep this pretty lil thing,” Henry said in his southern twang patting Leon’s back.
Leon laughed deeply and turned slightly causing Henry’s hand to inconspicuously fall from his back as if motioning him to move forward and not back up the line. “Will do, Brother Henry.”
Henry nodded before placing his hat on his head, grabbing his wife’s hand and walking down the church steps. His words almost seemed prophetic; sending chills down Evan’s spines. Had he seen the extra makeup over her eye? She didn’t know but she wished that she could run to the bathroom and touch up her cover up. Evan had never seen that man or his wife without a smile on their faces. They weren’t rich, never had excess but after fifty years of marriage, you could easily tell that they were still in love.
Leon seemed to brush Henry’s words off as he continued his hugs and handshakes. Evan looked over at Leon as she maintained her smile. Nothing bothered him. Evan saw Mimi in line and immediately wished she had an excuse to leave. As Mimi approached, she and Leon barely looked at each other yet both maintained their plastered smiles. Mimi moved on to Evan; reached out and wrapped her arms around Evan without a word.
Mimi looked in Evan’s face for a second then walked down the stairs of the church. Evan watched her wondering if she seen her eye. No, she knew that Mimi had seen it . The question was when was Mimi going to ask her about it? Evan swallowed hard, glad that the line was wrapping up as she couldn’t imagine standing another ten minutes out there with the sun shining brightly on her face while she fake smiled.
After the last parishioner had exited the church, Evan held her head down and scurried back inside and down the hall toward her office leaving Leon talking. She had been embarrassed enough for the day and she didn’t want anyone stopping her. She was certain that her eye had been noticed by many in the congregation and she knew that no one was brave enough to ask her about it or wise enough to assume that the good pastor did it.
Opening her office door, she breathed a sigh of relief as the office area was mostly empty and she didn’t have to face any one. She opened her drawer for her purse then she heard footsteps causing her to look up abruptly to find Ariel standing in the doorway with a pie dish in her hand.
“Are you okay?” Ariel asked with her eyes stretched wide.
Evan picked up her purse and closed her drawer. “I’m fine, how about you?” Ariel’s appearance at her door had taken her completely by surprise and if there was anyone she didn’t feel like entertaining, it was Ariel .
Evan watched as Ariel sashayed into her office taking small short steps which Evan figured was because of the tight red skirt and super high heels she wore.
“I’m fine. Were you leaving?”
“I am,” Evan said. “I’m not feeling well.”
“I didn’t think so; you look a little off today.”
Really Ariel? Evan crossed her arms. “Was there something you needed?”
Ariel smiled and held her arms out toward Evan. “Yes, I baked last night so I brought you and the Pastor a pie.”
Evan’s eyebrows rose as she stood looking at the pie that Ariel held out to her before realizing that she hadn’t yet taken it from Ariel’s hands. “Wow? That was nice.” Evan took it from her.
“I was in the mood so…” Ariel began when Mimi knocked at the door causing them both to look at her.
“Oh, I didn’t
“First lady, you are sure looking beautiful today,” Henry said, shaking Leon’s hands and smiling at Evan. It wasn’t disrespectful or inappropriate and both knew that Henry meant no harm. Evan smiled.
“She looks fantastic,” His sweet faced wife said grabbing Evan’s hand.
“Treat her right Pastor if you wanna keep this pretty lil thing,” Henry said in his southern twang patting Leon’s back.
Leon laughed deeply and turned slightly causing Henry’s hand to inconspicuously fall from his back as if motioning him to move forward and not back up the line. “Will do, Brother Henry.”
Henry nodded before placing his hat on his head, grabbing his wife’s hand and walking down the church steps. His words almost seemed prophetic; sending chills down Evan’s spines. Had he seen the extra makeup over her eye? She didn’t know but she wished that she could run to the bathroom and touch up her cover up. Evan had never seen that man or his wife without a smile on their faces. They weren’t rich, never had excess but after fifty years of marriage, you could easily tell that they were still in love.
Leon seemed to brush Henry’s words off as he continued his hugs and handshakes. Evan looked over at Leon as she maintained her smile. Nothing bothered him. Evan saw Mimi in line and immediately wished she had an excuse to leave. As Mimi approached, she and Leon barely looked at each other yet both maintained their plastered smiles. Mimi moved on to Evan; reached out and wrapped her arms around Evan without a word.
Mimi looked in Evan’s face for a second then walked down the stairs of the church. Evan watched her wondering if she seen her eye. No, she knew that Mimi had seen it . The question was when was Mimi going to ask her about it? Evan swallowed hard, glad that the line was wrapping up as she couldn’t imagine standing another ten minutes out there with the sun shining brightly on her face while she fake smiled.
After the last parishioner had exited the church, Evan held her head down and scurried back inside and down the hall toward her office leaving Leon talking. She had been embarrassed enough for the day and she didn’t want anyone stopping her. She was certain that her eye had been noticed by many in the congregation and she knew that no one was brave enough to ask her about it or wise enough to assume that the good pastor did it.
Opening her office door, she breathed a sigh of relief as the office area was mostly empty and she didn’t have to face any one. She opened her drawer for her purse then she heard footsteps causing her to look up abruptly to find Ariel standing in the doorway with a pie dish in her hand.
“Are you okay?” Ariel asked with her eyes stretched wide.
Evan picked up her purse and closed her drawer. “I’m fine, how about you?” Ariel’s appearance at her door had taken her completely by surprise and if there was anyone she didn’t feel like entertaining, it was Ariel .
Evan watched as Ariel sashayed into her office taking small short steps which Evan figured was because of the tight red skirt and super high heels she wore.
“I’m fine. Were you leaving?”
“I am,” Evan said. “I’m not feeling well.”
“I didn’t think so; you look a little off today.”
Really Ariel? Evan crossed her arms. “Was there something you needed?”
Ariel smiled and held her arms out toward Evan. “Yes, I baked last night so I brought you and the Pastor a pie.”
Evan’s eyebrows rose as she stood looking at the pie that Ariel held out to her before realizing that she hadn’t yet taken it from Ariel’s hands. “Wow? That was nice.” Evan took it from her.
“I was in the mood so…” Ariel began when Mimi knocked at the door causing them both to look at her.
“Oh, I didn’t
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