Death - William Wagner Bird

Nurse Clock 50

‘It is still Nurse Clock, surely? What age are you, Nurse Clock?’

‘Now, now.’

‘I cannot hear. I asked what age. I cannot hear your answer.’

‘My age is my affair. In fact, I am in my fifty-first year.’

‘You will not get married now, Nurse Clock.’

‘I would not wish to, Mr Obd.’

‘Do you have a fellow?’

‘No, Mr Obd, I do not have a fellow.’

‘I would truly ask you to come out with me if it were not for the work I must do.’

‘You’re a scream, Mr Obd! Come on now, like a good man.’

‘You would not come out with old Tome Obd? You would not be seen on a black arm?’

‘Heavens above. I did not say that for a minute. I can tell you that in my profession – ’

‘Are you a professional man?’

‘Well, woman. You know quite well who I am. I am a medical nurse, Mr Obd.’

‘Ah.’

‘I cannot stand here, you know.’

‘It is surely a pity you do not have a fellow, Nurse Clock. Does it make you sad to remember that you do not have such. Do you not get sex, Nurse Clock?’