I stepped my left, blue and black leopard-covered heel out of the car and followed with my right. I grabbed my orange clutch and shut the door. I pointed behind me and locked the door and stopped. There was a red brick building in front of me and a huge building to my right. Which of these is the church? One building said “Tabernacle Baptist Church Youth Center” and another said “Tabernacle Baptist Church.” I decided to head toward the church. I was already running one minute behind. I noticed as I walked toward the church that no one else had on jeans. Many women wore pants, but they were slacks. I placed my keys in my clutch and crossed the street at the crossing guard’s order. Behind me were two girls; one of them was chatting away about some guy who was a good catch because she wasn’t looking to be tied down right now. The conversation wasn’t exactly appropriate for church, but…to each its own.
I walked up the steps and into one set of two-door openings. There were two women standing in front of a table. The people who’d walked in with me knew where to go. They were heading in opposite directions. I had two options—right or left. I pointed to my right and asked if that was the direction I needed to go in. The lady closest to me stated that I needed to go up the stairs, she then tossed her arms open to hug one of the young ladies from outside. I walked up yet another set of stairs and saw another set of doors. Trying my luck, I went for the two right in front of me. I stepped inside…

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