The church secretary called. She said the pastor wants me to do two songs at the end of the service this Sunday.
“Did he specify any topic or type of song?” I asked.
“No. Just whatever you want.”
“Okay, so something like Smoke on the Waters . . . and then maybe Jungle Boogie?”
“Yeah, sure,” she said, laughing. “Those sound great.”
“All right. I’ll work them up for Sunday.”
“Good deal.”
I love our church secretary. She’s a hoot. Don’t you just think people are so interesting?