Addressing the confused congregation
Feedback whined briefly as he leaned too close to the microphone. He flinched at the noise before clearing his throat, the sound booming through the speakers.
His voice shook noticeably as he asked the congregation for a moment of their time. The crowd watched with confusion, unsure why a disgraced deacon was addressing them.
He adjusted the stand with trembling hands, buying himself a few more seconds. The entire room waited for his explanation.