IDesire, devotion, and disillusionment collide in this powerful story of faith and forbidden longing.

Sister Gloria has turned her life around. A devoted member of Mosque Number Eight, she's found purpose in spiritual discipline—but her thoughts betray her. Her gaze lingers too long on the charismatic Minister Q, whose fiery sermons about Black pride stir something deeper than faith.

When a stray napkin slips from the minister's pocket—bearing a mysterious address—Gloria's curiosity becomes obsession. What she discovers doesn't drive her away. It draws her closer, awakening dreams of being by his side.

But those dreams begin to crumble when Minister Q announces he will marry another sister from the mosque. Now, Gloria must confront the truth: is her devotion to the message, the man, or something within herself she's afraid to face?

Minister Q is a provocative, lyrical short story about lust, loyalty, spiritual identity, and the quiet revolutions that happen in the heart.

Excerpt:

Sister Gloria opened her eyes and jammed her fists into her lap. She was a pure and saved sister now. However, she couldn't drive away the funkiness of her past life—the funk of men's unwashed bodies, dollars that reeked of cigarette smoke and sweat, and stale gin on thick lips. These odors lingered in Sister Gloria's nostrils like the stench of unwashed panties. And here the young minister was ranting against the very thing poisoning Sister Gloria's thoughts this morning: Lust and filth! Sister Gloria closed her eyes. Minister Q stood in front of her naked, black, and shiny. She started to weep. A Sister seated next to her offered a tissue. The congregation assumed Sister Gloria was overcome by the message instead of the messenger.