Sunshine Valley

Choir

     Pastor Sam was excited about this business meeting. He was going to pose to the community to hire Evie to be the choir director. He hadn’t been this excited in a long time. 

     Once the regular business was over, he asked the body in front of him. Everyone was excited about the prospects of having regular music back at Sunday worship. 

     Widow Blake ooed and awed over Evie’s  skills. “Maybe you can git the sheriff to play from time to time.” She gushed. 

     Light murmurs filled the room. 

     Rebecca voiced, “pastor, I take issue with this.” The room became deadly silent and all eyes were on Rebecca. Her hands began to shake. 

     “Continue.” Pastor Sam frowned.

     “I can’t count the number of days and nights since she’s moved in that a vehicle has been parked at her house. As a single; I presume, Christian woman, shouldn’t be entertaining guests after dark. Guests that spend the night. I mean,” she forced a giggle. “What message would we be sending to the rest of the church? We don’t know what she does for a living? If she’s paying her tithes? Or,” she looked dead at Evie. “Are you even a member of this church?”

     Simon was appalled at this. If he could have, he would have crawled under a pew.

     Pastor Sam felt like he’d been punched in the gut. 

     Evie worked hard to hold back her tears. Her dad laid a gentle hand on top of hers. 

     Bradley wanted to get up and snack Rebecca. She had no idea. He only had an inkling of that idea. What Dillon had shared with him. The nerve.

     Evie reached over and kissed her dad on the cheek before walking out. 

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