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Uneditted.

A month later and I still had my insane crush on Father Cheta. During mass, I would admire him at every chance I got.
I knew the way he folded his lips when he was slightly angry and the way his lips moved up when he gave that smile that always lit up his face. During communion, I would go last or close to last so he would take his time and serve me. He would dip the wafer inside the red wine then drop it into my mouth, few times I felt his fingers brush across my lips. And during our confession time, he would engage me in different discussions just to make me loosen up as he claimed. He would even sing so I would join him quietly.
Above all, I treasured the moments when Dad would insist that we visit him after Mass. I would walk at the back of Udo and my parents so that when they took all the seats I would now sit near Father Cheta, Amazing right? Yeah... I am very smart. And when he shook hands after Mass I would use two of my hands to grip his and few times he would squeeze mine back or maybe that's my imagination giving me what I want.

It took Udochukwu two weeks to find out why I was always happy to be in church and the way I took extra care every Sunday to look good.

" It will end in tears" he whispered after Mass that morning

" What?" I said looking him in the eye and hoping that he knew nothing.

" Rev Cheta. Girl will end in tears" he said. At first, I wanted to deny it but I knew he knew.

" It's not what you think," I said walking with him to the car.

" So it's not the fact that you love him and it's showing all over you?" He said pausing and turning to look at me.

" Well, I don't know, he is just so special and nice ..and great and dreamy," I said losing it finally.

" Who is?" Ola asked creeping upon us.

" Ehmm Joshua " I lied because if I didn't give her a name she was going to pester me.

" Joshua?the youth choirmaster?" Adaugo said smiling. I watched from the corner of my eyes as my brother left us.

" I knew that was why she now comes for our fellowship," Ola said winking at me with an open mouth.

" We have told you never to wink, you are terrible at it, " Adaugo said helpfully changing the topic, making us smile.

" See ya" I waved at them before I joined my family in the car.

The first time Rev. Cheta talked to me alone I choked on air. Yes, he has talked to me during our causal greetings and our confession time but this time was different. Our church was having a love feast and I had volunteered to be among the planning committee which surprised everyone except Udochukwu. I can remember hearing my mum whispering to Dad " odi ka God visited her" it's like God visited her she had said.

"Kamsi," he said as I let the flowers fall. It takes real skills to choke on air, fall upon the stairs and trip over nothing and I seem to only have those skills when I see Father Cheta.I took a fresh breath before I turned to him with a smile.
" Good day Sir," I greeted him as I bent and picked up the flowers.