Looking at him as if he has lost his mind, Orzu says, “Maybe we should have Nanshe look at you. Your sister is highly skilled at comforting the madness that we may succumb to in our moments of duress.”
“No, no. You don’t understand. The voice said to build a boat. I don’t know how to build a boat. Will you and Narn help me?”
Humoring his brother-in-law, Orzu kindly replies, “Why, of course. Let’s go to see your sister Nanshe, and after her soothing teas, we can go to my house to build your boat.”
“No, no, no. The voice said to build the boat here. We need to use the strongest wood from these oak trees.”
Orzu is sure now that something is seriously wrong with Namu. Nanshe will need to prepare her strongest herbal remedy for him.
In a rare moment of humor, Orzu quips, “But, Namu, if you
