HIS CLUMSY NURSE

Book 39

"Sir, the bus will soon get filled up. At least, it would take us half the search," I said.

"Let's go," he responded, just as the bus chose that exact moment to drive away.

We both chased after it for a while , but it quickly disappeared. Just then, Sir Ryan smiled.

"There's my car," he said.

I jumped with excitement, and we both ran toward it, only to find it was locked.

"Where's my key, Clara?" he asked.

I wiped my tears, as this was no longer funny.

"Hotel," I replied simply.

"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

We both glanced around in exasperation when, out of nowhere, a camel rider approached. The rider appeared quite religious, so I called out to him.

"Sir, could you take us to the junction?" I asked.

"Do you have money?" he questioned, his gaze piercing.

"No, but we have God," I said confidently.

"Are you prophets?" he inquired, eyeing us skeptically.

"Yes, obviously. Can't you see our attire?" I said,

He halted the camel, and Sir Ryan and I rushed over, clambering into the carriage. The camel moved off, and we found ourselves on a strange adventure.

"So, tell me, what did God say about my life?" the rider asked.

"Oh, I'm just the assistant to the man of God. Only he can speak on these matters," I answered, giving Sir Ryan a subtle pinch.

"Argh! Ouch!! God has blessed thine mouth, dear assistant. You can speak for the man of God, for heareth!" Sir Ryan said dramatically.

I pinched him again, and he retaliated with another pinch.

"Are you both frauds?" the rider asked, his voice stern.

"No, Mister. We see clearly. And right now, I can see something very clearly," Sir Ryan said.

"Yes, clearly," I added, playing along.

"What do you see?" the rider asked, clearly intrigued.

"Well, you are a man. A very handsome man," Sir Ryan said with a smile.

I couldn't help but laugh quietly.

"You are a man, and you will make money very soon," I added with a wink.

"It's obvious this camel you're riding isn't yours, but don't worry, the Lord will provide one for you soon," Sir Ryan continued.

"And your kindness shall make you the king of all nations," I completed.

We exchanged knowing glances, our smiles matching.

"Hmmm, believable, but all of this could easily be guessed. What if you both are frauds?" he challenged.

"No, we can't be frauds. Don't ever look at the servants of the Lord in vain," Sir Ryan said, giving me another playful pinch.

I stifled a laugh.

"If we are frauds, may the punishment from above fall upon us," I said, only for Sir Ryan to pinch me once again.

"What punishment? You are the fraud," he whispered, leaning closer.

"Shhhh, he doesn't know that," I whispered back.

Just then, a bag of beans fell from the carriage, landing on us both and tossing us out.