My Boss’s Wife
by Sinmisola Ogúnyinka
I stared across the table at her, the evil one, my boss’s wife. She feigns ignorance at the least expected time, dodges responsibility when you need her most, paints a picture of the redundant partner—but she’s the one behind all her husband’s evil policies and agendas. She’s the reason the pay stack stays unstacked. The reason the hours are long and tedious. The reason I put up a plan to take over leadership of this independent halo called a church.
And I will not be blamed. Because it is not my fault but the fault of the senior pastor’s wife.
Pastor Clark leans forward and tries to hold my gaze. I have no reason to look away. “Lady Shirley says you have been seen at ungodly hours with young members of the congregation.” He squints. “This is not an accusation. We just want to help you. As a preacher and a leader, you have to be blameless.”
I almost laugh. That? Who could have imagined? They have set different processes in place to check my powers and influence and they think they are smart. A stringent reporting line that limits my access and influence. A limit to my spending without authorization, and a new board member who does nothing but snitches.
When Pastor Clark relaxes his gaze, I glance at Lady Shirley, her hands clasped in her lap, her lips pressed together. Her brows creased as though she is concerned but it’s all her guise, her “manipulate Pastor Clark into believing me” expression. I will deal with her and once she’s out of the way, I can continue to be the most powerful of all the campus pastors. And why not? My campus has the largest number of devout worshipers. We have the largest donors and givers, the largest volunteers. I am the most influential amongst faithfuls, even members from other campuses call me for advice. Not the senior pastor. Not their campus pastors. Me.
Why do I need an assistant? A sick old man who should be retired by now. In another twenty-something years, I’ll be his age, sixty-seven, and I’ll be rich, controlling the campuses from my retirement home on a luxury island. That’s how to trust God for a good life.
But first, the boss’s wife. She has to go. Her husband trusts her with his life, and I have to destroy this. I have to place her in awkward situations with the old man assistant. I will invite her to preach at our campus when I’m not there and let her meet my assistant in a compromised situation. Her husband will lose some trust. Then, trick her into spending some money she shouldn’t. This can work.
Except she’s been subjected to the same checks as I have been. And she never goes anywhere without her sister and her daughter. Somebody, help me trap Lady Shirley, my boss’s wife!
About the Author
Sinmisola Ogúnyinka is a pastor’s wife, mother, writer and movie producer. She has a university degree in Economics and is a Craftsman of Jerry B. Jenkins’ former Christian Writers’ Guild. Sinmi, as she is fondly called, blogs, teaches writing, and writes. She also has a day job in customer service. Sinmi lives with her family in Philadelphia, PA.
You can read Sinmisola’s “Flash Fiction” column on the 4th Tuesday each month here at Mustard Seed Sentinel.