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spoke first. “Ms. Dorothy, it is their wedding, so I think we should honor Julia’s wishes.” Some of the other members, including Delilah, nodded in agreement.
    â€œNonsense,” Dorothy responded. “I say we take a vote. All in favor of not doing anything at the reception raise your hand.”
    Six hands went up. Dorothy smiled, but her smile soon faded when Delilah’s hand went up, making the number seven and sealing the majority. Dorothy huffed. “Well, we can at least take up a special collection so we can get them a nice gift.”
    Delilah uncrossed her legs and leaned forward. “No disrespect, Ms. Dorothy. I don’t know about y’all, but I’m on a budget.” Delilah looked around the room. “I can’t afford to buy them an individual gift and then donate money for another gift.”
    Michelle jumped into the conversation. “I say, let’s chip in for one huge gift and then sign our names to the card.”
    â€œI’ve already gotten them something, so I’ll pass,” Delilah responded.
    Lora Stampley, who was about the same age as Dorothy, said, “Dorothy, why don’t we just all get individual gifts?”
    Dorothy rolled her eyes and ignored her. She looked around the room and said, “All in agreement with one big gift instead of doing individual gifts raise your hand.”
    Several of the other women had bought their gifts already too. Those who hadn’t raised their hands. Dorothy said, “You ladies can still sign your name to the card.”
    Lora whispered in Delilah’s ear, “I can’t stand her sometimes.”
    Delilah couldn’t help but chuckle. She was glad to learn she wasn’t the only one who had her fill of Dorothy. Delilah smiled as they continued to discuss other upcoming church events. The only reason she joined the Pastor’s Aide committee was so that she could get closer to Samson. She used being part of the committee as an excuse to see him one-on-one in his office. She was sure Elaine could see past that, but Delilah didn’t care. She watched the other women in the room, and besides Ms. Dorothy and Michelle, who was happily married to a prominent Shreveport attorney, she had a feeling most of the other women were on the committee for the same reason she was. They could step back because as soon as she got rid of Julia, Samson was all hers.
    Delilah heard her name being called a few times before snapping back into reality. “Just ignore Dorothy,” Lora said.
    Too late. Dorothy had Delilah’s full attention. “You ladies need to start setting an example for the young women of the church. How are we to tell them how to be modest if we’re dressed any kind of way?”
    Delilah rolled her eyes. “I dress for me, not everybody else,” Delilah said.
    â€œDon’t think I’m singling you out,” Dorothy said.
    â€œIt sure sounds like it. I don’t see you saying anything to anyone else in the room.”
    All eyes were on Delilah. “Ms. Dorothy, why don’t we table this discussion for another time?” Michelle asked as she pulled the top of her blouse closer together, covering her cleavage.
    â€œThat’s the problem now. Nobody ever wants to talk about things.” Dorothy pointed at one of the other women in the room who had on a very short skirt. “Dear, what you have on would be inappropriate for church. God is not pleased with you showing all of that.” She moved her hands up and down from her waist to her lower body.
    The other women remained quiet. Delilah refused to sit and be insulted because of her style of dress. “Just because you’ve let your body go doesn’t mean the rest of us have to hide behind long, ugly dresses.”
    Dorothy put one of her hands on her hip. “I will not be insulted by the likes of you.”
    Delilah stood up but remained in front of her chair. “I was taught