From Ms. Leela

That over there is Brother Richard, he sings in the choir but he is absolutely no good, but he's been singing forever, and no one has the heart to tell him. I'd tell him myself, Lord knows I tell everyone everything, but that poor boy, well Lord, he's not really a boy, he's at least 50, but I think he'd die of a broken heart if he ever found out. Never married, poor guy. Well there's plenty of those in this congregation what never married, there's Paul and Jim, and even Doug. Of course I've never been married, but that was my choice. Lord knows some men tried, but I was always too set in my ways, too stubborn, I'll be the first to admit I'd make a terrible wife or mother! My sister has, boy, 4 or 5 kids now, I used to mind them sometimes when she needed to go to the doctor. They're all grown now and none of them ever talk to me if that tells you anything.

Sitting in the back are the Prticherds, Loui and Jan. They come in after the service starts and slip out during Pastor's last long winded prayer. Lord knows how I even know their names. I think someone took their seat once and they had to sit further in, got caught in the after-church web as I like to call it. Now that's a web, none of that internet crap, it's got nothing to do with webs, but the way people stick to each other after a church service, catching up, gossiping, making lunch plans, now that's a sticky mess, Lord how I love it! Well if it weren't for church, I'd hardly have any friends, or enemies for that matter, Ha!

Now up there right up under Pastor's nose, that's Connie. Lord, if there was ever a "church" lady that woman would be their hero! She's the sort I never bother with much, not much of a talker, but oh my skies, once I sat beside her and the woman's got some pipes in that scrawny chest of hers! Not so much loud, but sweetest tune I ever heard. Never does sing solos in church, or even in the choir, I assume it's on account of her being so shy about her looks and all. She's the sort I can't even talk about much behind her back: too sweet. Every time I do, I gotta go home and pray like I'm commiting one of the seven deadlies. There's another one never married, though everyone in the world, or at least the church, knows that old Brother Doug would give his right arm to make her his little lady, well not that little seeing as she's almost a foot and a half taller than him. But everyone knows. Everyone except maybe Connie. There again, something I can actually keep myself from telling another person! Maybe I'm not such an old gossip after all! Or maybe I just like to watch the little story play out, them being unrequited lovers and all. Neither of them could ever win a beauty contest, but Lord, never have two people been so perfect for each other and so clueless of that fact!