what youâre talking about. And if you are trying to insinuate what I think you are, thatâs nonsense. WallâI mean, Pastor Frey is fifteen years my senior.â
âOh, yeah? Well, they make little blue pills to fix that problem.â
Bethany turned her nose up in the air. âYou should be ashamed of yourself, allowing such filthy talk to come out of your mouth.â
Realizing that she wasnât going to get her sister to confess anything, not now anyway, Mother Doreen decided to end their conversation before things got real ugly. That prayer and holy oil sheâd anointed herself with before leaving the house could only get her so far, and she could feel her flesh battling on the inside. âLike I said, Iâm not going to stand here and let the truth, as Iâm starting to see it, spill from my lips. Itâs your sin to confess, not mine.â On that note, Mother Doreen went into a bathroom stall, then heard Bethany exit the bathroom in a huff.
âEverything happens for a reason and in divine order,â Mother Doreen mumbled to herself. âNone of this that transpired tonight was a coincidence. God, you wanted to show me something, which is why you made it so that Pastor Davidson had to cancel his dinner with me and have Pastor Frey meet with me instead. My sisterâs actions are just confirmation to what you are trying to show me.â
Mother Doreen had been just as shocked as Bethany had been to see Pastor Frey at the restaurant when she showed up. For a moment she was going to cancel altogether, telling Pastor Frey she preferred to meet with Pastor Davidson when he could fit her into his schedule. But then Pastor Frey mentioned that the reason why heâd asked him to fill in was because his schedule was quite full, and he didnât know when heâd be able to meet with her again. It was almost as if Pastor Davidson had covered every reason as to why Mother Doreen should go ahead and meet with Pastor Frey.
If she were being honest, Mother Doreen had to admit that the last person she wanted to be keeping company with was Pastor Frey. But figuring she could turn a bad situation into good, she decided to relent, hoping to find herself in a position to have a little talk with Pastor Frey regarding her sister. So she looked at the entire situation as a divine set up.
It was a set up all right. It was all confirmation to Mother Doreen as to why God had her in Kentucky. The look on her sisterâs face when she spotted her and Pastor Frey having dinner together. Her attitude, her tone, and disposition. She now knew exactly what she needed to pray for. Mother Doreen only hoped, though, that while she was praying for her sister, someone would be praying for her.
Chapter Thirteen
âDidnât your mama ever teach you that it was rude to sit outside of somebodyâs house and blow your horn?â Unique spat as she made her way to Lorainâs car, her three children tagging close behind her. The month of May was approaching, so each child wore a nice spring, hooded jacket.
Lorain was not looking forward to their little Saturday afternoon meeting at all. Unique hadnât even made it in the car yet and already she was running her mouth.
âMy bad,â Lorain said sarcastically, figuring sheâd speak Uniqueâs language.
Unique paused at Lorainâs mocking tone, rolled her eyes, then proceeded to put her children in the backseat and buckle them up. âIâm sure when your mama talked to you about boys picking you up, she mentioned to you how it was a sign of disrespect for them to sit in the car and blow their horn instead of walking up to the door,â Unique continued her rant. She took a moment to give Lorain the once over from the backseat. âOr didnât you have any boys coming to your house?â
Everything in Lorain told her to simply brush off Uniqueâs insult, but she couldnât let it go. âWhether boys