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After church one Sunday, I went to see one of the readers at church. He gave me the time and days for the rehearsal.
'Hello, how are you you doing?' I heard someone ask. I turned to look around to be sure it's directed to me.
'Hello, I'm referring to you please. How are you doing and what's your name?' a gentleman asked again. I guess he's the same person who asked for the first time.
I was taken by surprise because no one talks to me in the church. I don't have any friends there so I go home right after service; that is if I have nothing to doing there.
'I'm Wendy Mundo,and I'm fine. you?'
'I'm good. Eric is the name. How long have you been here? I mean this church?'
'Since I was little.' I answered.
'How come I have never seen you before?'
'I leave right after service. I think that's why.'
'Come and join the choir. I can tell from your voice that you can sing'
'No please, don't let it deceive you.' I told him laughing.
