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JIDE

I watched, just like everyone, as Ivory was led to the back row of the church hall.

"Attention, people of God. Do not let the devil distract you," the priest said in Igbo, returning the attention of the members back to him.

Mama gave me a scowl before bowing her head in shame. I could imagine the storm she will brew once we got home. Some older members gave us disgusted glances while some hissed and gruntled. The younger members had excitement dancing in their eyes; they chattered happily and I could tell they admired Ivory's bravado.

Ivory quietly followed the ushers who led her to the back....