scare, that she would drive her mothers old car to work. She spent the time on the drive trying to decipher her dream. Before coming to grips with any of it, she was at the home and pulling into her spot. Luckily, there was a rail to stop her car, because she was so focused on the residents walking and skipping around the grounds. 'What the hell is going on, last night these people couldn’t even get around using a walker aid.'
In a daze, Vera made her way to the reception area, heckled and jeered by what should have been the equivalent of half-dead geriatrics. ‘Look at us Vera.’ ‘We can move quicker than you Vera.’ ‘It’s a miracle Ve; God must have taken pity on us.’ Vera could only wave at them, too stunned to do or say anything. Jane, the physio, was standing at the door, waiting for her and watching with a look of disbelief and happiness on her face, as her patients frolicked like young lambs.
‘It’s a miracle Vera, just look at them. I came in early to give Ezra some extra physic for his hip and this is what I found. The ones I could get to stand still long enough to talk to, said they woke this morning with this amazing energy, and somehow knew that they could walk, dance or do anything they wanted to do.’
‘I see it but I’m not sure I believe it. What happened between last night and this morning? Does anyone else have any idea what went on?’
‘Well Vera, they all say that after the meal and games with that 'friend' of yours, they went to the pool and then to bed. Nothing happened after that, that anyone remembers being out of the ordinary. They think your 'friend' is a messenger from God, here to square things up.’
‘For one thing Jane, Adam is not my 'friend', he is just someone looking for a lost relative. Secondly, there is no such thing as a miracle. Come on Jane, you don’t really buy into that rubbish, do you,
What’s your reasoning, aliens came, put magic powers in the hydro pool, and now we have cocoon. Come on Jane, be serious.’
‘Ok “Vera', you give me a reasonable exclamation for what you are seeing with your own eyes. You tell me how you can explain this.’ Jane gestured to the gardens with an exaggerated flourish of her arms ‘Well Vera, explain that.’
‘I haven’t time for this, and you watch too many movies. Ill be inside trying to make sense of this. Now please Jane, get everyone together for role call. We don’t want these old fools getting loose and escaping.’ Vera knew she was being unreasonable and unkind, but the circumstances were outrageous and unbelievable and she didn’t take kindly to nonsense. For god’s sake, she knew better than to believe such delusions. Vera called her staff together and demanded answers for the mornings events, but she didn’t get anything satisfactory. Each staff member had the same response. Vera herself had seen them going to the pool, and knew they went to bed afterwards, but what occurred between then, she hadn’t a clue. Logic dictated something she couldn’t make logical.
Chapter Twenty Seven
Stephen woke early, knowing the scene he was going to was awful. He had dozed rather than slept in a series of minutes as opposed to hours. Every hour on the clock blinked in that smug, 'I know you can’t sleep' way, as he pushed every gruesome image back in his minds drawer.
Managing to get himself together, he left at 10am, his stomach churning at the thought of seeing someone he considered a friend, in such a heart breaking way.
. . . . .
The community bus left the residential home at 10am. One of the residents had called a meeting that morning in the breakfast room, and suggested catching the ferry to the mainland for a day out.
‘Listen everyone, this miracle that has happened to us is bloody wonderful, but lets face facts, we could wake tomorrow morning and have reverted back to our old bodies, with their old degenerative ways. So I think we should make the most of this
In a daze, Vera made her way to the reception area, heckled and jeered by what should have been the equivalent of half-dead geriatrics. ‘Look at us Vera.’ ‘We can move quicker than you Vera.’ ‘It’s a miracle Ve; God must have taken pity on us.’ Vera could only wave at them, too stunned to do or say anything. Jane, the physio, was standing at the door, waiting for her and watching with a look of disbelief and happiness on her face, as her patients frolicked like young lambs.
‘It’s a miracle Vera, just look at them. I came in early to give Ezra some extra physic for his hip and this is what I found. The ones I could get to stand still long enough to talk to, said they woke this morning with this amazing energy, and somehow knew that they could walk, dance or do anything they wanted to do.’
‘I see it but I’m not sure I believe it. What happened between last night and this morning? Does anyone else have any idea what went on?’
‘Well Vera, they all say that after the meal and games with that 'friend' of yours, they went to the pool and then to bed. Nothing happened after that, that anyone remembers being out of the ordinary. They think your 'friend' is a messenger from God, here to square things up.’
‘For one thing Jane, Adam is not my 'friend', he is just someone looking for a lost relative. Secondly, there is no such thing as a miracle. Come on Jane, you don’t really buy into that rubbish, do you,
What’s your reasoning, aliens came, put magic powers in the hydro pool, and now we have cocoon. Come on Jane, be serious.’
‘Ok “Vera', you give me a reasonable exclamation for what you are seeing with your own eyes. You tell me how you can explain this.’ Jane gestured to the gardens with an exaggerated flourish of her arms ‘Well Vera, explain that.’
‘I haven’t time for this, and you watch too many movies. Ill be inside trying to make sense of this. Now please Jane, get everyone together for role call. We don’t want these old fools getting loose and escaping.’ Vera knew she was being unreasonable and unkind, but the circumstances were outrageous and unbelievable and she didn’t take kindly to nonsense. For god’s sake, she knew better than to believe such delusions. Vera called her staff together and demanded answers for the mornings events, but she didn’t get anything satisfactory. Each staff member had the same response. Vera herself had seen them going to the pool, and knew they went to bed afterwards, but what occurred between then, she hadn’t a clue. Logic dictated something she couldn’t make logical.
Chapter Twenty Seven
Stephen woke early, knowing the scene he was going to was awful. He had dozed rather than slept in a series of minutes as opposed to hours. Every hour on the clock blinked in that smug, 'I know you can’t sleep' way, as he pushed every gruesome image back in his minds drawer.
Managing to get himself together, he left at 10am, his stomach churning at the thought of seeing someone he considered a friend, in such a heart breaking way.
. . . . .
The community bus left the residential home at 10am. One of the residents had called a meeting that morning in the breakfast room, and suggested catching the ferry to the mainland for a day out.
‘Listen everyone, this miracle that has happened to us is bloody wonderful, but lets face facts, we could wake tomorrow morning and have reverted back to our old bodies, with their old degenerative ways. So I think we should make the most of this
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