Visit to My VillageConner and Lyla woke late and lay in bed talking and listening to the multitude of birds singing and chirping outside Lyla's bedroom window. The sun was shining, and neither were in a hurry to go anywhere.
“You're a woman of many talents” kidded Conner. “Last night was wonderful.”
“Never underestimate a girl from “down-under,” ” Lyla replied.
Hunger finally got the better of them and they went downstairs for a late breakfast. When they finished, Lyla called the doctor again to inquire about the x-ray results. This time he was in his office.
“Actually, there was no x-ray. I was called away for a family emergency in Abidjan and didn't get back until late yesterday. By that time, they had cremated the body,” said Dr. Kacou.
“How could that be?” asked Lyla somewhat shoc
