After 16 years of being single and mourning his late wife, Vann decided it was time to find love again. The only thing was that he had forgotten how. He hadn’t picked up a woman since the early 80s. He figured the best way to find a woman was in church, because he needed to be sure that his next relationship was washed in the blood of the lamb.
“You know Sis. Stokes always had a thing for you, Dad.” Vann Jr. made sure to call his father and brother every Wednesday and Sunday evening while he was away at UCLA. He was there on an academic scholarship studying Applied Mathematics.
Diana Stokes was the church secretary. She was 5’9″ and smelled like tulips. Vann designed all of the furniture in her home. Vann heard a beeping noise on the line.
“Hold on, son. I got another call.”
“Hello, Vann? This is Diana.”