EPISODE 9
The whole congregation started grumbling. He needs deliverance some said. I wondered what kept my mouth sealed at that moment. Some ushers quickly arrived where I was sitted, directing me to a corner. I was asked to sit down, waiting for the fellowship president to pray for me. I smiled within and asked myself if I really needed to be delivered. The fellowship ended and the congregation dispersed. Brother Samuel, the fellowship president and Sister Grace came to where I was sitted.
“Brother Banji, what has come over you?” Brother Samuel asked.
That question pumped out the whole annoyance inside of me. I wouldn’t have been vexed if the question came from another person entirely. Brother Samuel, I know from my day one in the school. We both met at the school’s admission office to fill some documents. He’s quite cute but very slim. His english intonation sounds foreign and that he used as an opportunity to coax ladies to himself. He loves girls, but am not sure about now.
I laughed and said, “ask Sister Grace.”
Sister Grace instantly was stunned. They all looked at themselves amazed. My eyes was fixed on fidgeting Sister Grace. She summoned courage to ask me how she happen to be the cause.
“Should I talk?” I asked her.
“Please wait!” She intercepted.
She whispered to Brother Samuel. I was so ready to expose her since she has the effrontery to talk back at me.
“Please ushers, you may go.” Brother Samuel said.
They wanted to shade it away from the ushers. The two ushers excused, leaving Brother Samuel and Grace with me.
“Now Brother Banji, what did Sister Grace do?” Brother Samuel urged me.
I peeked at Grace before saying anything. She looked remorseful like a hungry refugee. I battled within the second whether to expose her or not.
“Am sorry to say, Sister Grace fo—o—orn fooor—orrnnn.” I faltered.
EPISODE 9 Continues Shortly...
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