The Image of God: The Tales of Mr. Nortreus by Werley Nortreus - HTML preview

Mr. Nortreus Met the Band

Group for the First Time

“Hello?” a young black woman sitting with a group of youths near Mr. Nortreus called out to him.

“Hello, young lady! How can I assist you?” He responded to her.

As soon as he spoke, the other young people in the group burst into laughter.

“Are you Mr. Nortreus?” the young woman asked him.

“Yes, why do you ask?”

“How do you know my name?” He replied. “Mr. Nortreus! Come on!” She spoke.

“I've heard about you.”

“Aren't you the owner of the Nortré-Ville Collections & Archives?” She continued.

“Really?”

“How do you know?”

“Yes, why?” He asked.

“You are famous in the town, right?” She replied.

“Would you like to visit or is there something you wish to discuss?” He offered to her.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Nortreus!” another youth in the group chimed in.

“Thank you for your service to the city!” some other youth told him.

“Oh, I appreciate you for being honest!” He replied.

“What are you all up to?”

“Where are you guys from?” He then asked them.

“Well, we just came from band practice,” the young woman explained.

“From where?” He replied.

“School?” He added.

“Yes!” the young woman replied.

“It's an honor and a pleasure to meet you all!”

“I hope your day has been good!” He told them and smiled.

“By the grace of God, it has!” She responded.

“Thank you very much!” the young woman and the other youths echoed.

“Alright! You are welcome!” He replied.