Freefalling into fall

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times....

It was a dark and stormy night....

She was working on the altar Guild booklet, as she had been for many many nights.

a note popped up! She was being missed!!!

Funny, she thought to herself.. to be missed by someone I don't know.. Hey!! I miss myself, and I don't know myself, how about that? Could I have sent myself that comment? NO,

Her friend, Lanie, looked over the weary church chick's slumped shoulder. "You need a nap".

I need to write, she thought to herself. She was so tired, that she wasn't sure if she spoke or thought or typed that consideration.

sigh.... I'll be back soon. I am hungry to share some church snackling stories. Hope my readers don't give up on me.