It was a wet, foggy morning. Ithel or Ron, as he was known at that time, was driving along a twisty mountain road when he raised his coffee cup to his lips and as, let's say fate would have it, the lid popped off and scalding hot coffee splashed onto his lap.
Ithel jumped out of his seat as best he could, which wasn't that good considering he was buckled in, and tried to wipe the coffee off his crotch with the hand which just a moment ago was holding the wheel and now wasn't, when he heard the loud peel of a car horn and the screech of brakes.
Ithel glanced up and was just about blinded by headlights that seemed so close he could reach out and touch them, so he jerked his wheel hard to the right and slammed his foot on the brakes. Unfortunately for Ithel, or actually maybe not unfortunately for Ithel, and because the road was slick and Ithel was going too fast and Ithel's RV was awfully top heavy and well physics, his RV flipped on its side and slid across the road slamming into a European horse-chestnut, which for those of you who don't know is a kind of tree, knocking Ithel out cold.
When Ithel came to, the first thing he noticed was searing, excruciating pain. Then, his eyes shot open and stared into a pair of big, beautiful, and hauntingly familiar icy-blue eyes. For a brief moment, Ithel thought he was dead, but then he felt hands pressed to the side of his neck and his vision widened until he saw the woman with a round face, plump lips, and smooth skin, behind the eyes and noticed she was saying, "Don't move."
Ithel tried to say, "Ok," but all that actually came out was some gurgling.
"My name is Grace. You were in a car accident."
Ithel tried to say, "I know," but again more gurgling.
Grace continued, "I've already called 9-1-1 and an ambulance is on its way."
Ithel wanted to stay looking into her beautiful eyes, but then he noticed he was really cold and very, very tired, and he just had to close his eyes.
Luckily for Ithel, or I should probably say, asfate would have it, Grace was a nurse who always kept a first aid kit in hercar, and the bandage she put on his neck saved his life.
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The Last Genie: A Novella
RomanceIthel was having a bad day, a bad year, a bad decade, and an even worse century. Being a genie is definitely not all it's cracked up to be. But then, Grace a sweet, religious, but insecure young nurse saves his life. Will Grace be able to break Ithe...
