Her Own Corner

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He entered the hall, most of his enthusiasm for the evening evaporated, then felt his heart give a sudden lift when he spotted Janine and Monique with their heads together as they worked intently on their project. His greetings to the volunteers were cheerier than usual as he gradually worked his way down to Monique's table. What was happening to him, he wondered? It wasn't right that he should be feeling this way. Monique looked up when he reached their table. Was it his imagination, or did her eyes light up when she saw him? Monique and Janine greeted him smilingly. "Have a chair, Father," said Janine, indicating one of the extra chairs. "I'll go and get us all some coffee. What do you take in yours, Father?" "Just milk, please, Janine." Suddenly Father felt self-conscious, sitting alone with Monique. Then he chided himself that there was a whole room full of people there. Monique also seemed to be at a loss for words. They both looked up at the same time, and their glances locked. "I didn't see your car in the parking lot, Monique," Father said, then could have kicked himself. Monique looked startled. "You looked for my car, Father?" she asked, softly, as she searched his face, not missing the pinkish tinge his words had evoked. "Well, yours and everyone else's. I like to guess who's here, before I come in." "I see," said Monique, nodding slowly as she smiled knowingly. "Father, meet me for coffee tomorrow night," she suggested, rambunctiously. "Monique, you know I can't do that," he replied with consternation.. "Oh Father, for crying out loud, it's only for a coffee. You're not going to run off with me. Anyway, those are your stupid church rules, not mine." Father Diemert let out adeep sigh, just as Janine approached with the three coffees. "I'll be at Rudy's at 7:00 o'clock. If you're not there, I'll understand, FatherB>