Carrie Cutforth Reading at PussyCat Lounge
Cindy’s Service Hours in the Ministry averaged above the rest of the Congregation, and she had an affable, submissive personality worthy of the wife of an Elder. I wondered with a slight prick to the heart if Cindy felt the same about Charles. Marrying an Elder would certainly add to her spiritual cache. I hadn’t minded that Charles had stolen my Service Partner away from me. Cindy made me giddy, and then I acted silly around her, bombastic and tittering with nervous energy. And then I would often spend the afternoon in regret, questioning why I had acted so dumb around her. Again.