“Daniel !! daniel!! ”
i heard my name been call from inside.i drop the white breakable plate i was washing and ran inside to answer my calling.
i met my pastor in the sitting room already dress in his white suit with a large king james bible in his hand.his new italian shoes illuminated the whole room.he had really done justice to it with polish.
let me introduce myself before i continue
my name as am always call is daniel.i live with pastor ben for over two years now.he was still single even at forthy i wonder what is the problem.although my years in pastor ben house were not eventful due to maltreatment from him but i had no choice than to bear the pains as my parents were already dead in a ghashly motor accident and no one accept to help me except the pastor who toke me as a house boy….
me: [greeting]good morning pastor
pastor ben: [without looking at me]morning boy how was your night?
me [fist time wey these man dey asked me how was your night.na woah o]splendish sir
pastor ben: good