The purses all  go silent as they feel the rush of  a  noise nearby.  Paula purse herself, gives forth a sigh and no one seems to know why.  It is almost as if they were in trouble, or something.  Then, the noise stops just as soon as it came, it is almost as if it begin to rain.  It  goes away and none of them knows what to say!    Then, out of the blew without any warning the noise starts up again!  This time much louder than before, oh that is for sure!

        Paula purse turns to her friends.  "Do I hear something?"  Paula says.  Her friends smile in agreement with her.  One speaks up, and says,  "Yes, I do say, I heard it too, today!"   The others gasp, as they realize at last, it is their owners on the other side of the door.

       "Hey, could you see if the door is unlocked?"  A  lady says.  Another one nods her head in agreement, as a third one says, "Sure, I will check!"  She jiggles the doorknob to the choir room, as the choir is done singing for the moment and discovers it is locked.  She smiles sweetly.  She says,  "Uh, it is locked!"  She checks the other side as in the other door and sure enough it is locked as well.  "Both doors are locked!"  The lady announces.  All the other women, stand there with this look of dismay on their faces as they realize they can not get to their purses.

       "Well, the purses just sit inside with tears in their eyes!  The purses are crying because they can not get to their owners!" -Will  Gusler says.   I  laugh in amusement at the remark, as well as the other ladies, will we wait for someone to come unlock the door, so we can get to our bags, and coats.

       The other men in the choir see us  as we just stand around in the hall way.  "Hey, ladies!  What seems to be the problem here?"  One ask.   "The doors are locked."  I remark.

       One of the men tries to open the door which is pointless as he has no key.  No one seems to have a key.  Now, how will everyone get to their things then?  

     As we stand around to wonder about this,  The choir leader comes to the rescue, he unlocks the door, and we all sigh in relief.  We thank him, and then go on our way to the sanctuary with our coats, and purses for the rest of the church service.  We take our things with us, and can not imagine as we rush our purses being anything, but what they are already stationery objects as usual.  Alive, haha!  Our pocketbooks are not alive, right?  Or are they?

       Little do we know!  As we approach them, the purses with personality begin to cry!  They weep!  They weep rather loud!  They want to get back to the people who brought them here, for it is their greatest fear to be forgotten for more than one day a year!

       The service goes well!  Before everyone knows it the service is over for the day!  Some leave to go on their way, while the choir members gather together in the choir room once more.  The coats, and purses go back on the shelf.  There they sit as if they had no care in the whole world.  As if they had no personality, but is that really their reality?   Soon enough, the choir heads out the door into the hallway, where they line up.  A  few minutes later, they go to sing in the second service at the church.

     What happens while they are gone?  Well, lets see!  The purses, get up again!  They smile, they cry, they laugh, they shout, they pout, they jump, they sing, they dance, and walk about the room.  They are alive, but of course no one knows this!  How could they?   The bags  only come to life on Sundays during a limited time!    What fun these bags have!  What fun under the sun!  

     Paula purse, sees their are others big like herself, but a few small as well.  No matter the size, the color, and so on they are all family!  They are all unique, they are a society!  They are all friends as well as family!  They may mostly meet once a week!   They might be a secret, but that is okay!  It still does not change their plans for the day!

     The whole time, as the humans mind their own business, their coats just sit still, while their purses have a blast!  It seems they are all happy it is Sunday at long last!  Why it is so great, they feel like they are in first class.   As soon as they hear a noise, a familiar one that they heard earlier that day as well, they go back in disguise mode.   That is to say, they pull their faces back inside, before the humans see them and pass out!    All agree this is the best part about the day, is the part that no one knows that their purses are alive!  Just as alive as you and me!

     Paula Purse and her family leave with their owners!  They arrive back in their separate homes to stay until it is time for class that evening.  When the time comes, they go back to church for the Bible Study Fellowship.  Only they remain quiet the entire time as anyone knows, the purses are no longer alive that nigh!  Why not?   It turns out no one quite knows, but it is just how the story goes that the purses are only alive on Sunday mornings, so far!   No one knows how they come alive either, or that they do!  It is a secret of the purses!

    to be continued in Chapter  3  :  Almost Found Out?