The cool breeze blowing from the air-conditioning vent above me made my skin prickle as goosebumps spread across my sweaty neck. I sat impatiently in the pew at the very back of the church and shifted uncomfortably in my skirt and blouse. I hated wearing those clothes, but church etiquette dictated that I dress nicely and modestly to attend. I would’ve much preferred shorts and a T-shirt.

I glanced at my watch. They should have started already , I thought to myself impatiently. Then I noticed the pastor get up and make his way to the pulpit. Excitement spread a smile across my face as the buzzing congregation went silent.

After a quiet prayer that I barely listened to, the first of the evening’s speakers was introduced, and I sat up taller in my seat, shifting to see around the woman i

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