‘Attendance a hundred percent up on last week’ observed Father Simeon delightedly.
And better still, both seated in the same pew, sparing the necessity of swivelling his head from one side of the church to the other.
Inspired, he preached robustly, before descending from the pulpit to greet his flock.
As he seized the hand of the woman nearest the aisle, she toppled sideways, stone-dead. Clearly, he realised, she’d been so afflicted since last Sunday.
The other parishioner screamed.
Father Simeon murmured a swift benediction before turning his attention to her.
“The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away,” he said, “Welcome.”
Rochelle for her guidance of this esteemed flock of Friday Fictioneers. Apologies to those I didn’t get round to commenting on last week – there was a back-log of issues waiting when I returned from holiday.