Been There Prayed That (9781622860845) by E.n. Joy Page B

even made it through our honeymoon before she ran off with a fellow high school classmate who went pro-ball first round draft pick.” He shook his head. “I knew I shouldn’t have quit the basketball team junior year.”
    â€œGod’s plan is always better, so I’m sure some good came out of the situation.”
    â€œIt did, it did,” Pastor Frey agreed. “Then there was Jean, my second wife. Virtuous woman of God she was. She lost her life in a car accident.”
    â€œI’m sorry to hear that, Pastor.” Mother Doreen gave her deepest of sympathy.
    â€œI just thank God that He saw fit to give me seven years with her, even though He took her away in an instant.”
    â€œThat must have been difficult for you and your children.”
    â€œOh, I don’t have any children, not technically. After the accident we learned that Jean was with child. That was a double whammy because we had tried for years to conceive.” He looked up to heaven. “Though He slay me, still will I trust Him.” He cited the scripture from the book of Job.
    â€œAmen. Hallelujah,” was all Mother Doreen could say before finishing up her soup. “How come you never thought of starting a Single’s Ministry?” Mother Doreen got back on track and started picking. For some reason, Pastor Frey’s genuine sincerity had a way of throwing her off her path. “You are single after all. Aren’t you?”
    â€œUh, yeah, you know how it is. I really don’t have the time it takes to dedicate to develop a relationship.”
    â€œI see.” Mother Doreen paused momentarily. “I’m sure if God has that special someone out there for you, He’ll make it so that you have the time.”
    â€œYeah, I guess you’re right. He always seems to make time for everything else. For instance like right now. I can’t remember when I was last able to fit a night out to dinner into my busy schedule, but what do you know? It’s just like you said, Sister Doreen, God made a way.”
    Mother Doreen couldn’t help but stand there at the altar and reflect on those words that Pastor Frey had spoken at dinner two weeks ago. If she weren’t mistaken, it was almost as if he were inadvertently trying to flirt with her. She blushed at the thought, not realizing that she was blushing. But as Pastor Frey stood there, he noticed. And Bethany noticed too.

Chapter Sixteen
    â€œYour clients must be writing you blank checks to have you catering events on Sundays now,” Paige said as Tamarra followed along side of her down the buffet line at the Golden Coral. Since Paige hadn’t had the pleasure of enjoying Sunday dinner with her best friend in quite some time, she invited (insisted after Tamarra had initially turned her down) that they meet at the Golden Coral Buffet. The line moved swiftly as it wasn’t nearly as crowded on Thursdays as it was on Sundays.
    Although the last thing Tamarra had on her mind was food, she’d been glad a few days ago when she sat on her couch screening her calls, and then finally decided to answer it, that it was Paige. Her mother had just called, and she’d let the call go to voice mail, so when the phone immediately rang again, she had assumed it was her mother. She let out a deep breath when it was Paige’s voice she’d heard on the other end of the phone instead of her mother’s.
    â€œNo, it’s not that. When I booked the catering affairs, I must have been looking at the wrong month or something, not realizing the dates fell on Sundays.”
    â€œAnd back to back Sundays no less.” Paige shifted her head and her slicked back ponytail swung from side to side.
    Tamarra tried to detect whether or not Paige was insinuating that she wasn’t being truthful, but she couldn’t tell. But what if, in fact, that’s exactly what Paige was getting at? It wasn’t like it was the truth.