The Vicar and The Nurse

Chapter Eighteen

Sorry I've been so busy lately but I will finish this

South Africa

Toms POV

South Africa was so much more beautiful than I thought it would be. It just the view was amazing.

Oh wait, Silly me, I was staring at Barbara.

But South Africa was nice too. We got off the bus and we both knew there was a rule of no showing affection.

Ugh

No affection, but I want to kiss her every time I see her.

Why?

I shared a hut with Fred and Patrick. Fred helped me with my bag knowing I was struggling.

"You alright Reverend?"

"Never better!" I said.

Fred carried one of my bags and I just put a facepalm to my face.

"Thinking about Nurse Gilbert?"

I shook my head

"Sure you weren't."

Fred placed my bag on my small bed and I lied down. I couldn't move anymore.

"Plans for the day?"

"No."

"Well," Fred said, "Vi is going to be helping the women so it's just us for the afternoon."

"There's nothing to do."

"How about a betting, winner wins it all."

"No." I said, "I can't do another one of those."

"I brought cards with me." He took the cards out of his hand.

"You're serious?"

He nodded

"Okay." I said.