Let the church say Amen.

12.

Erica Monique Campbell:

"Let's welcome the board member of our church, our pastor... brother Warryn Campbell" the elder pastor said and cheers and claps erupted.

We stood clapping for Warryn and he kissed my cheek heading to the pulpit,

This was a very important thing for him, he's been talking about how grateful he was that he was considered when it came to this position in the board all week.

It was nice seeing the joy but I felt terrible, I couldn't share it with him how a wife would or should my mind wasn't here at all , even if maybe I loved it for him

I wanted to be with Kierra,

My life has been a mess, literally. I have been avoiding Kierra and we haven't been talking as much as we used to, I know she's mad at me wherever she was because she stopped trying to contact me also and I feel terrible.

I was planning on telling Warryn , but this thing with the church came up... he had to have his wife by his side , to show that black love still flourishes that a marriage with black Christians who were young at that could still thrive.

Even though mine wasn't thriving I felt as though I owed him atleast that, but I couldn't face to tell Kierra that... I didn't know how to, the month passed and I was a coward to even speak to her.

After church was over we sat with the folks for a while, talking and some congratulating Warryn, complimenting his sermon .

"Wozy where's your sister?" I ask my son since we were supposed to go home as I carried my youngest in my arm.

"I don't know, she's out here somewhere " Wozy responds to me hardly even giving me the attention as he was with his peers, the other kids in the church.

"Go look for your sister and tell her we're going home Woz" I say to him, and he looks at me shaking his head.

Then he quickly walked away from his friends and I , then I went back again to where Warryn was.

I felt lost , like there was a void inside of me... like i was a robot doing these stuff but not really having my heart in it and I don't know why I was being so fearful, I miss the girl.

I miss my girl.

I took out my phone , and I looked over her contact, the last text that she sent until Zaya tries to take my phone.

"No baby that's mine" I say to her smiling ,

"Mommy , I want the game" she whines ,  I definitely don't have games in my phone for this specific reason.

This girl has games at home, my phone ain't for little kids.

"I don't have the game in here baby" I say to her kissing her cheek and Zaya takes my phone away but before I give it, I lock it since she doesn't know how to unlock it.

She takes it and places it right on her hands, "Mommy " Zaya cries, I try to avoid her.

Her hands and the phone were in my face and I was getting annoyed because we were in public.

"Zaya Campbell" I warn, then I see Krista and Wozy coming in from afar,

I say goodbye to the group we were around and I tell my husband he'll meet us in the car, then I go to meet Wozy and Krista.

The kids and I walk to the car and I unlock so everyone would get in, and we waited for their dad there.

"What did you guys learn in Sunday school?" I ask them looking from the rear view mirror, Zaya was still in my lap going through my gallery.