On a Sunday morning, everyone was up and getting ready for church except for Marvel. She had never gone to church ever since she was born. She always made herself to be sick or found one reason or the other not to go to church.
Martins and Mary were already ready to go to church when Martins noticed that Marvel hadn't left her room since morning. He asked of her from Mary and she told him she was still in her room.
"Marvel, hurry up or we'll be late if we don't leave now." Called Martins.
Marvel came out from her room rubbing her eyes. She still had her night wear on and her hair looked scattered meaning she just woke up. Martins looked at her with confusion and surprise.
"What's the meaning of this?" He asked her.
"Good morning sir." She greeted.
"Hold your silly greetings to yourself! What's this suppose to mean? Don't you know today is Sunday? Look at the time, it's past seven and you're still sleeping!" He told her angrily.