A story

Here is a short story I wrote last week:

A Hectic H+neymoon

Jamek and Anna, Egyptian by birth had both moved to the US at a young age and one day they met; 120 days later, they were on their way to a restful honeymoon in their homeland. When they arrived in the Alexandria airport, they had to walk a short way to their inn. As they were enjoying looking at the massive pyramids, feeling the sand swish and sway around their ankles, and walking as the warm wind blew in their faces, Jamek and Anna felt truly happy. “Nothing will ever get in the way of our perfect honeymoon,” Anna remarked with a delighted sigh.  Suddenly, the ground shook. “Except for an earthquake!” Jamek yelled over the loud noise, which didn’t exactly sound like an earthquake. As Jamek and Anna grasped each other tightly, Anna looked as an immense, green head seem to grow out of the top of a pyramid. Soon the head turned into a body of—“Jamek, I don’t think this is an earthquake!” Anna screamed. “If not an earthquake, what could it—“Jamek interrupted himself and joined Anna’s screaming as a large green monster picked up Anna. “Ladies are yummy,” the giant’s low voice rumbled. “Let go of me, you ugly beast!” Anna yelled. “Yow!” the giant yelled as Anna bite his wrist. “That hurt me, yummy lady! I don’t like you! You are mean!” Suddenly a rock hit the giant’s head and he dropped Anna and fell backwards. A surprised group of tourists yelled as the now dilapidated pyramid crushed under the giant’s back. Anna and Jamek ran as fast as they ever had and didn’t care where they were going. They just wanted to get away from the giant and his army of little giants. Soon the little giants started shooting arrows at Jamek and Anna, while the big giant screamed, “My lunch is running away!” Finally after running for about 10 miles, the couple decided that they had lost the giants. “Oh no, now we are lost!” Anna remarked with a sigh. “It’s okay, I sure we’ll find our way and start a restful honeymoon, Jamek replied with a laugh.
“Oh look! A cave! Maybe we can take refuge or get food there,” Anna said with a hint of hope in her voice. “Good idea, let’s have a look around,” Jamek replied, without hesitating. The partly frightened, partly hopeful couple walked into the cave. There, in the middle of the cave sat about six men in black robes around a campfire. Anna thought she smelled a hint of whisky, but it couldn’t be because the men were sitting around devoutly reading from the Gospel of John and seemed not like the whisky drinkers that Anna had seen before. “They must be monks and this isn’t a cave, this is a catacomb,” Anna whispered to her husband, “I wonder if they can help us.” “Hello friends,” a monk, who appeared to be the leader of the group, kindly, yet solemnly greeted them. “We got lost on our way to an inn in Alexandria,” Jamek said, purposefully leaving out the part about the giants thinking that the monks would not believe him. “Could you help us?” Anna asked. The two older monks whispered between each other for a few seconds and then one of them answered, “The man may stay, but we are monks and do not allow women here.” Quickly Jamek replied, “Well, thank you anyways, but I’d prefer not to leave without my wife,” Jamek walked towards the exit of the cave. “At least let us provide some provisions for you,” one of the monks piped up. “Thank you, that is very generous,” Jamek replied. After a few minutes, Jamek and Anna were on their way to their inn carrying a kettle of tea and some bread. “Thank goodness we stopped in that cave, or else we would be very hungry by now,” Anna thought to herself.
“I see our inn, I can’t wait to collapse on the bed and go to sleep,” Jamek shouted. “Really? Yes see it? Where?” Anna excitedly replied. “Right there,” Jamek pointed to a little cinder block house. “Hooray!” Anna was so happy to finally get to go to sleep. “Sadly, it’s not as close as it looks and this tea kettle is really heavy,” Jamek replied with a sigh. “Well, let’s finish it off and you can stop carrying it, I’m a little hungry anyways,” Anna said. So, they stopped by a small dribble of a river and started to eat the bread. “Ugh, this is stale!” Anna remarked with surprise. As Jamek started to pour out the tea kettle, what came out were petite pebbles and some water, which used to be hot. “Oh, look, no wonder why the kettle was so heavy! Those ‘monks’ must have not been monks at all; I think they were thieves!” “Oh, thank goodness you did not stay there with them; they probably would have murdered you!” Anna said with relief as she thought “That’s why I smelled whisky.” “You’re right! Well, let’s just pour our kettle of rocks out and bring the kettle with us. As for the stale bread, we can just leave it here for birds.” Jamek replied. “Yes, let’s get to our inn!” Anna said. Ten minutes later, they were walked into their room at the inn and they collapsed on the bed and fell into a well-deserved and interminable sleep.  “This sure has been a hectic yet, eventful honeymoon,” Anna mumbled before she went to sleep.

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