Moses: Book 3

By Peter Hansen

This is the third book in the Moses trilogy. It turns out that 42 isn't the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. In Moses - Book 3 God gives the real answers. Do you want to guess, or read?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter Hansen
• Release date: Aug 9, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301530786

Peter Hansen

Peter Hansen is a writer and photographer living in Washington State.

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Moses

Book III

Peter Hansen

Copyright 2012 by Peter Hansen

Smashwords Edition

Dedicated to Gordon

A warrior, and father of four.

Who would have guessed that more than one of my children would be perfect?

1

Moses Downer stood at the door to his suite in the Ali Baba hotel and casino in Mesquite, Nevada. Although he was 62 years of age, he had the body of a 30 year old gymnast. His hair and beard stood in contrast, being long, white, and flowing. The reason he stood at the door was a woman. She was forty-something, plump, dressed in a faded Sunday-best outfit, and carrying a Bible. Her foot was planted firmly, blocking Moses from closing the door.

Are you Born Again? She demanded of Moses.

No. Are you? He asked politely back.

Yes! I am.

Tell me, madam. What went wrong the first time? Moses always tried to be polite.

You have to be Born Again to be saved. She insisted.

Not where I’m from. Moses said. We’re all born saved. Don’t fuck it up.

The woman obviously had no intention of leaving. Moses looked across the room, and spotted an aged hound wearing an incontinence diaper. Ghost. He said quietly.

The dog walked directly to the woman in the doorway, planting his large nose in her crotch. He began licking her, much to her embarrassment. It might not have been embarrassing, but it seemed obvious that she was enjoying it, having not been licked there in many years. She eventually shooed the dog away. But, Ghost didn’t give up that easily. He walked behind her, used his two front legs to grasp her around the waist, and began vigorously dry humping her leg.

Call your dog off before I sue. She said indignantly.

Oh, he doesn’t bite. Said Moses. I think he likes you. And, he’s not my dog.

The woman detached Ghost, spun around and stormed off the way she had come.

Katy Logan came into the living room just as the drama played to an end. Oh you nasty man. She said, laughing. Katy was thirty-something, but she had the face and body of a twenty year old. She had met Moses in Las Vegas. He had come to tell people that he had talked to God, and that God was coming. In her capacity as hostess for the Good Morning show, she had interviewed him several times. Now, they were lovers.

Wouldn’t move her foot. Moses said. If it wasn’t for the diaper, I’d have had Ghost piss on her leg.

Do you have any plans for the day? Katy asked.

Not much. Angel asked me to come over to the church later. I think she raffled me off to some of the cherubs. Moses said.

God had indeed come, as he’d told Moses he would. He had charged Moses with building him a church. He wanted Moses to help him save people from themselves. With the help of four ex-showgirls, the church was now up and running smoothly. The cherubs were young men and women who did the grunt work around the place. There were fifty or sixty of each sex. They taught classes, did visual tableaus, and acted as ushers. God had simplified his message since the original Moses was around. Instead of ten commandments, he had come up with five suggestions:

You are born saved, don’t fuck it up.

Karma is instantaneous.

Don’t blame it on God.

If you want it, just ask. Don’t whine when you get it.

Learn to give head.

These had been inscribed on cheap plastic charms, and were distributed free of charge to anyone attending services. God also wanted Moses to scout around for habitable planets. He said that if mankind were to survive, it must start moving out to the stars.

She didn’t raffle you off. She used you for first prize in a contest they were having. Katy said.

I think it works out to about the same thing from my perspective. Moses looked bemused. Did you have plans for us?

Not plans. I was just thinking how nice it would be for us to go swimming, somewhere tropical.

There was no flash of light, no noise, nothing at all to make it look like magic. Yet, there they stood, on a tropical island, looking at the clear blue water in a beautiful cove. Soft white clouds floated by on the horizon. There was a puff of light wind, stirring