Sally's pov
"Dominus vobiscum!" Echoed the priest, Rev fr Geoffrey of St Nicholas Chapel,Colchester ,as I adjust my head gear while sitting in front of my parents,Sir Edna, the Duke of Colchester and Lady Margaret.
I tried my best to look as comfortable as possible but in all honesty I was just holding in my discomfort as discreet as possible as I won't like my mother to give me her stern look and a brief reprimand after the mass.
" Let us give one another the sign of peace"
I immediately stretched out my hand towards my Father while muttering " peace and love of Christ" and he answered "amen.
I did same to my Mother,who seemed in a hurry to shake the hands of other congregation. It's been a long standing tradition to offer the sign of peace amongst ourselves before extending to others so I was not surprised when mother pulled her hand as fast as she can when I shaked hers. I actually cared less cos maybe if she can get on with greeting others the priest will hurry up.
I was so distracted in my thoughts that I didn't know when it was time for the reception of the holy communion+.
I decided not to recieve cos lately have engaged my mind in so many unholy thoughts.
I received a very stern look from my mother,who has already lined up with others with her hands put together in preparation to recieve the communion.
Though I already made upy mind to bear the consequences of my decision,but at that instant ,my heart skipped a beat. I have never seen my mother so angry and livid as this is the first time I didn't get up to receive the holy communion+,from her expression, I guess I have committed a grievous sin.
---------------------------------------------------------- "She is ripe"
"I know"
"What then is the delay"
"Not yet ripe enough,she just turned 17 last three months"
I overheard my Father discussing with Sir Winston as I reminisce over what happened back in the Chapel.
A penny for your thought?
I looked up startled by the voice and it was Chris,Sir Winston's son,My supposed spouse. I hardly find him attractive, but then I wonder why the town's girls drool over him. His features could be described as plain except for his eyes that is bluish and quite captivating coupled with his exceptional sense of fashion and style.
We have known each other from childhood but then I have never imagined being romantically involved with him.
"You startled me" I said
"I'm sorry"
"You look well" I said and at that instant, I was already feeling nauseous just then my father signalled that we should leave. Without another word to him,I hurriedly left.