You're in America Now
It was a typical day at Green Acres, Oliver was trying to fix a hole in the roof and Lisa was making hotcakes, when the hammer slipped from Oliver's hand falling on Lisa's head. Oliver had butterflies in his stomach when he realized what he had done.
"Lisa, are you alright." He rushed to his wife's side.
Lisa looked at her husband with no recognition of her him.
"Mr. American, do I know you?"
"Lisa, it's me, Oliver!"
"Olivah? Where are the Sisters and students, the Jewish children?"
"What?" Oliver was concerned, had she gone crazy, or had this been part of her resistance work and was she stuck in the '40's?
"Lisa, I'm very concerned about you?"
"Are the Nazis here? Do they have them?"
"Who?"
"The Jewish students and the Sisters, vere is my rotisserie?"
"Your what."
"To ask Mary to pray for me, Jesus's motha!"
" Oh, Rosary I'm not sure." He hadn't seen it in years. He led her to the bedroom, where she immediately kneeled, made the sign of the cross and began to pray.
Oliver was afraid to leave her in her frantic and emotionally unstable state, but he had to make a telephone call.
"Sarah, are there any hospitals staffed by Sisters nearby?" he asked the operator.
"Why yes, St. Elizabeth's in Stankwell Falls. I'll let you know I didn't vote for Al Smith!"
"Sarah, my wife she isn't well, she keeps on asking for Sisters, please put me through."
"Oh!" Sarah noticed the severity of the situation and connected him.
"Good Morning, St. Elizabeth Hospital, this is Sister Mary Elizabeth speaking."
"Good Morning, Sister. I will be admitting my wife soon; she has a head injury and thinks she is in 1940's Hungary. I think it's from when she was in the resistance movement there. She keeps on asking for Sisters. She thinks the Nazis have taken them. I thought she would be comfortable at St. Elizabeth, but want the staff to be aware."
"Our order was founded in Hungary and involved in the resistance. I'll have some of the older Hungarian Sisters meet her. Where are you coming from?"
"Hooterville."
He doesn't sound like a native, she thought.
"I'll see you in a few minutes."
"Thank You, Sister."
"God Bless you."
"You too, Sister."
Oliver scrambled down the telephone pole and ran to the farm house.
"Lisa!" he called, running into the bedroom.
"Shh, the Nazis will hear you! I'm under the bed." Lisa whispered.
"Its all clear, I will take you to get help, some nursing Sisters on our side."
Lisa emerged from the bed, holding a Rosary and shaking. It broke Oliver's heart. She ran to the car and, sunk to the floor curled up as Oliver drove as fast as he could.