His Uptown Girl

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Authors: Gail Sattler
something to say, Bob’s voice sounded from behind her. “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
    Randy shrugged his shoulders. “If you snooze, you lose.”
    Bob stiffened. “I gather you’ve met my friend, Randy?”
    She smiled. “Briefly.”
    As they spoke, the other members of the worship team joined them.
    â€œEveryone, this is George, the new mechanic and bookkeeper I told you about. George, this is Paul, Celeste, and Adrian.”
    Adrian, the only one of the four men who wore glasses, smiled. “Welcome, we hope to see you back here.”
    Georgette nodded. “Yes, I think you will.” She doubted she would be able to attend the morning services at Bob’s church because of her obligations to her father, but she was free to attend Bob’s church on Sunday evenings, especially since her father thought she was going out on a social visit, not to church.
    She looked up at Bob, who was now standing beside her.
    She couldn’t help but like him, even though she told herself what she was feeling was simply a schoolgirl’s crush, a few years too late. For the first time she was happy with her life, and everything centered around Bob.
    However, it was neither practical nor wise to become personally involved with one’s boss, regardless of hisstrength of character. She enjoyed her job too much to jeopardize it in any way.
    Bob spoke up, “We have to go put our stuff away. I’ll be right back.”
    Celeste shook her head. “I can pack up the drums for you. Why don’t you two visit? We can all go out for coffee together after. You’re not in a rush to get home, are you, George?”
    The opposite. Since her father thought she was going out to visit friends, he wouldn’t expect her back for a long time. “No. That sounds like fun.”
    Bob’s friends all returned to the front, leaving her alone with him, or as alone as they could be in the crowd.
    â€œWhat did you think? You were saying this is quite different from where you’re going.”
    â€œYes. Where I’ve been is quite formal. Your church doesn’t even have pews.”
    Bob nodded. “Yes. We also use this room for banquets and things like the women’s auxiliary functions.”
    Her heart ached, thinking of just sitting around with a group of women, talking about nothing in particular—not about who was cheating on whom or the other back-stabbing theatrics that passed for conversation in her current social circle.
    Bob told her about how his parents and most of the rest of his family attended the main church, of which this one was a plant. While they talked, a bunch of the teens cleared and stacked the chairs to make the place ready for the next group using the room.
    Just as the last of the chairs were stacked away, Randy joined them.
    â€œSorry, I can’t go with you, after all. I have to go to Pastor Ron’s place to fix his computer.”
    Bob nodded. “I guess I’ll see you Wednesday, then.” Bob turned to Georgette. “We practice at Adrian’s house every Wednesday night for the coming Sunday.”
    She knew Bob worked every evening except Wednesday. Now she knew why. “You mean even when you’re this far behind, you stop working and go do church stuff?”
    â€œYup. Every Wednesday.”
    Georgette studied Bob’s face, which held nothing except honesty. Taking time off meant a loss of income. She couldn’t imagine what her father would have thought of someone willingly taking a financial loss on a regular basis to do something for church. “That’s pretty dedicated,” she muttered.
    Bob smiled. “God’s done a lot for me. This is only one small thing I can do for Him. Besides, it’s something I enjoy.”
    She could imagine that after a frustrating day, or week, there might be significant release in being able to whack a drum set.
    Paul was coming down the

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