Chapter 16 - Page 221 - Flying To America

   “Not really. I overheard two girls talking at the Nairobi airport.”

   “And I guess these two girls were stewardesses?” Jim suggested.

   “I don’t know what they call themselves.”

   “So what did they say?” Jim asked.

   “One of the girls was telling the other girl what she would like to do to one of the passengers on her flight. She said she would like to put a glass of water on her tray, walk up to the passenger, and say, ‘Sir, would you like something to drink?’ ”

   By this time, Jim was smiling. Rhasha continued her story. “Then she said, ‘When he says, “Bring me some coffee”-’ ”

   “I get the message, Rhasha,” Jim interrupted. “You took someone else’s fantasy and turned it into reality.”

   “You got it.” Rhasha smiled and pinched Jim’s cheek. “I’m so proud of you.”

   By this time, Jackie had fallen asleep. Before too long, sleep overcame Rhasha and Shanha. Simbatu was still too nervous to shut his eyes. Jim tried to sleep, but he began thinking about the dream he had on the night Shanha moved in with him and Rhasha. God’s messenger had said in his dream that soon all things would come to an end on earth. The messenger also said that it would not happen in his lifetime, but what about Rhasha and Shanha? Would it happen in their lifetime?

   Jim knew what the book of Revelations said about the end times. Would God take care of the residents of Angel Town, he wondered, or would they suffer the same agony as the rest of the world?