I ate my food in the small roadside diner as Zora already done with hers stared at me as if I was an endless occurrence of fascination for her. I saw her eyes light up as another question to pepper me with occurred to her.
She leaned forward and keeping her voice low so as not to be heard by others in the diner she asked, "Did you ever see dinosaurs?"
"Sure lots of them. Even rode a few of them." I said nonchalantly as I continued to eat.
"Really?" She asked in a hoarse whisper, as if she couldn't believe what I'd just said.
I glanced up and reiterated, "Really."
Shocked she sat back in her seat, "So I guess all the claims about them being extinct for millions of years is a bunch of rot?"
"The concept of millions of years in general is a bunch of rot. Since creation was started by God you have only about six thousand years to play around with give or take a few."
I let her digest that for a moment before saying, "Besides who said they were all extinct."
Her eyes got really big, but I pretended to not notice and kept on eating. Her hand touched mine and I glanced up grinning, "You want to see one don't you?"
She nodded her head vigorously and I chuckled.
"Well let's see what happens after lunch shall we."
She looked disappointed, but nodded obediently.
I made a very special request then to God, but I heard no answer in return.
I finished my meal and we got up to go after I had paid.
I stepped outside followed along by a silent Zora. Endless cornfields beckoned, but I felt the answer to my request.
Smiling I turned to Zora and offered my hand out to her. She stared at my hand in a nervous daze.
"Really?" She breathed out.
"Yes Mrs. Gideon."
She brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear nervously, "We're not going to be eaten are we?"
"Highly doubtful, but being squashed flat is a possibility."
She looked hesitant and so I wiggled my fingers beckoningly, "Oh come on where's your spirit of adventure my love?"
She put her hand in mine.
Gasping Zora stepped closer to me as she stared all around at the dark cast jungle foliage of the Congo at twilight.
"Welcome to the Congo." I said pulling her along through the noisy jungle all around us.
I wondered if she'd ever get over the shock of this experience. I brushed past a few more leafy fronds to stand on the edge of an unexpected clearing. I pulled Zora around in front of me delighting in her look of perplexed awe.