She ran into me after the sermon. “Wasn’t that great?” she said.
“Yeah,” I said, trying to keep things positive. “He had some good bits.”
She made a face. I’ve seen this face before on different people. It appears when they expect me to be jazzed beyond belief, and I’m not. It’s the “What’s the matter with you?” expression. “Good bits?” she said. “I was like—” and then she mimed eating a sandwich—and then she went away, probably to find someone who was as excited about the sermon as she was.
The disclaimer now: “She” is someone who goes to my church, but this was not at my church. We were visiting another one because of a special guest speaker.