Pastor knows that she didn't do it? What's going on? Is this some form of match making or what? I tried to figure out what was going on in my mind, but I couldn't just put this puzzle together. I looked at her. She sat back very calmly. I couldn't help but notice the beauty that seems to have returned to her face after the squabble we had.
If she is truly innocent, then it must be a very rude shock to her too. Who would be setting up this beauty on a Sunday morning? Who could possibly do this? Something is definitely going on. I was almost admiring her when I remembered that I'm supposed to be angry at her. All the while, pastor kept on pressing his phone and checking out something on his laptop.
Then she turned to me and said "Can I see the picture again?" I wanted to misbehave, but Pastor's eye shifted to me and I handled my phone to her. She kept on checking as if she is looking for something under the microscope. Then she said "I don't even have this cloth. When did we become friends on Facebook?" I was lost. Will I be recording the date I accepted somebody's friend request?
"I don't accept friend request from people I don't know personally".
See the way she is doing her mouth sef. So I am now the culprit abi? "I don't know anything about friend request." "And are you trying to insinuate that I arranged the picture?" My voice was becoming loud. "Well, I have been noticing the way you have been stealing glances at me since we sat here", she replied. This one is a demon girl o.
Before I could think of a reply, pastor had cut in. "The two of you should calm down and stop making unfound allegations. I have involved the media head of the church to examine the picture and find out how it was posted. Sunday school is almost over. We need to join the service. By the time we finish service, we should have solved this riddle".
We walked back to the church auditorium and the usher I screamed at earlier on was the one that was on the row that we were to sit. Immediately she saw us together, lighted up in smiles. I know this one is not the usher kind of smile. This one is just mischief. I shook my head and left for another row.
Concentration was hard. Pastor preached on the reality of the Supernaturals. The picture was posted supernaturally? Angels don dey use Facebook? Okay na. I walked straight to the pastor's office immediately the service ended. As I was going, I could see her greeting some people. It was the first time I would see her smile. One part of my brain wanted to capture the smile. It must be the part Yoruba people call left side.
I waited for about 15 minutes before she joined me. I kept my face very strong. This is the part where I show that I'm a man. I don't even know what that means. I knew pastor cannot meet us immediately. He would greet a lot of people before he return to his office. After about 10 minutes, she broke the silence.
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