"But the room's quite big and it's obvious some of the people here are a little deaf," I whispered. As I finished speaking the minister came into the room carrying a small radio mike.
"There you are," said hubby. "They'll hear you, stop worrying."
And he was right, we had a wonderful time. One or two of my listeners dozed off, nevertheless, the reading went well and I sold ten of the fifteen books I had taken with me.
My audience enjoyed it. And said how nice it was to have someone read to them. It reminded them of school days, when the teacher would read to the class. An experience I fondly remember myself.
It was a lovely way to spend an afternoon, and I look forward to repeating the experience again soon.