The story until now: Much mayhem has occurred, leaving two Maderans hospitalized, and a giant dairy bull lose. Now, Father Bob is ready to hear Roxanne’s story of a vision.
Father Bob pulled up a chair and sat down next to Roxanne’s bed. She had just awakened from her coma and announced to him that she was sure she had seen God and heard him telling her it was not time for her to die.
“Tell me about seeing the light,” he said. “But first, maybe you should tell me why you’re here. I can see you might have hit your head. You have a big contusion on your forehead. A bruise, too. That must hurt.” Roxanne didn’t look well. The doctor had applied generous amounts of an antiseptic on the wound.
“Nothing hurts,” said Roxanne. “I don’t feel a thing. I don’t remember a thing, either. I was at the Caffeine Den with my friend, Olga. I don’t remember what happened there, though. I wonder what happened to my dog. You haven’t seen a potato-colored dog around here anywhere?”
“What about the light?” ...