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The Friar, now Abbot-elect, was sitting marvelling at his new accomodation. Not only was his room twice the size as his previous accomodation, he had a pillow! Such are the perks of Abbothood. He did reflect wryly that physical comforts were dealt out so frugally and yet the monastery was kept state of the art as far as computers go.

As he mulled over this, his computer made a low beep, indicating mail:


Attn:Mr.TUCK AUGUSTUS FRIAR,

I RECEIVED THIS MESSAGE TODAY FROM MR.TAEKES PAWNCHEK,THE BISHOP OF CHESBORD.

Thank you for the prompt reply and especially for the most spectacular photo of two large boxes of money.As the barmaid said to me this morning,you don't often see them as large as that...

(and so on, it is a full cut and paste of the previous letter)

NOTE: YOU NEED TO HURRY-UP NOW,FOR WHAT IS YOUR'S IS FOR YOU OK.I STIL REMAIN IN SORRY FOR THE SUDDEN DEATH OF THYE ABBOT.

God bless you and your family.

My regards,

Blessing Justice.

This touched a raw nerve with the Abbot. The lack of information concerning the sudden and quite comprehensive death of the previous Abbot was playing on his nerves a bit. Scuttlebutt around the cloisters talking of a curse on the Abbot's room did nothing to settle these nerves.


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