Tall and well built with an assuring masculine voice that blended perfectly well with his easy- going nature, Michael was undeniably handsome. But he was also celibate. Not even a girlfriend. This has always mystified his
friends and everybody around him, though he seemed happy as a single man because he wasn't doing anything about it. Whenever he was approached with the issue, he would listlessly reply that he was still searching for
the right girl. Michael‟s only problem was tha the was very selective with girls. He always
told his friends that his mind had already constructed a mental image of the girl he would love to date and marry. Her personality
and structure were already imprinted on his mind; hence, any girl coming across him without exhibiting this mental picture he made sure to put on a platonic platform. His friends always reminded him about the
impossibility of getting such a girl and how necessary it was for him to adjust his expectations and engage with the available
girls. And he always assured them that he knew what he was doing and was sure of getting the girl of his dreams, that all he
needed was patience. Sometime in the past, Michael had dated different girls, and experience had taught him to exercise self-
control and wait for his dream girl, but even now , the ladies won‟t let him be. He always
found a psychologically soothing way to tell them off without hurting them. Although he
was enjoying his celibate state, he sometimes wished to be in the arms of a woman he loved,
but till then, he wasn‟t going to relent in enjoying every bit of his successful life. Now,as he slowly drove through Stream Street, he was quick to notice a young girl of average height walking as if she‟d been drugged.
He became curious and even slowed down as she continued to observe her. She was elegantly dressed and he could guess that she
was a beautiful girl just by viewing her from
behind. Suddenly the girl missed her step and
fell to the ground. He was alarmed and
quickly pulled over beside her. Swiftly, he got
out of the car looking around for help as he
hurried towards the helpless girl. The street
was scanty; no other person seemed to have
noticed what was happening. As a
psychologist, Michael knew little about first
aid. A quick, closer observation revealed that
she had just fainted and needed immediate
medical attention. He checked her pulse. It
was normal, so without trying to revive her, he
quickly carried her to the car. She was heavy,
but with little difficultly, he was able to
successfully do this and make her comfortable
in the car. He quickly drove, praying that
nothing bad should happen to the poor girl. *
* *
The black SLK swerved into the hospital‟s
parking lot a few.
minutes after Michael had set off with the
unconscious girl. “Someone please help me!”
he found himself shouting as he banged shut
his driver‟s door and swiftly went round to
pick up the girl. Two nurses had already
rushed to the car with a stretcher. “Who is
she, sir?” one asked him, but he was too
flustered by the incident to hear her. “Who is
she, sir?” she repeated as she helped her mate
put Brenda on the stretcher. “Don‟t . . . dunno
. . . she . . . she just fainted . . . !” “Where . . .
how, sir?” “Priscilia, abeg . . . !” began the
second nurse as they both wheeled the
unconscious girl into the hospital. “You‟ll
know what you want to know after we have
saved her life!” Michael was closely following
them as they rolled into the hospital.
He was a very familiar figure to most of the
staff in Standard Hospital. It was the only
establishment he patronized whenever he was
ill and in Lupe. Moreover, one of the doctors,
Doctor Christopher, popularly called Dr. Chris,
was his very good friend. He halted when he
saw Dr. Chris coming towards him. The doctor
stopped the nurses carrying the patient on the
stretcher and did a brief professional
examination of the victim. “She will be okay.
Take her to Room 110; I will be with you in a
minute,” he announced after a few seconds,
then he turned his attention to Michael, who
was very eager to explain what had earlier
happened to him