- Vol. 04
- Chapter 10
Church bell rang out 10 a.m. on the dot With panted breath She sprinted up the steps Content with being fashionably late Sliding in the ornate wooden door Just before diving into the first available pew Predictably three rows from the back In front of the one that wobbles when you move Yes, she tells herself every week "This is the Sunday when we'll be on time!" Perhaps, being on time isn't her destiny There's a lesson to be learned It takes more dedication to be a few minutes late Than it does to show up early to gossip.