Chapter 1

Guy watched as Robin walked about the camp, laughing and joking with everyone. Guy wished that he had something to be happy about. He lifted his head up off the bed he was lying on to look down at his legs. It was so strange for him to be able to see his legs, but to not be able to feel their prescene at all. Guy laid his head back down and cursed his fate.

Kate came over to the bed like she usually did. In the last couple of days, she had made herself his unappointed nurse. She would make sure that all of his needs were met. Robin didn't say anything against what Kate was doing because he was glad to see that she might have finally forgiven Guy for her brother's death. He didn't suspect her of having feelings for him.

As Kate bent down next to Guy and helped to prop his head up so he can eat, he looked over at her and said, "What do you think of my predicament?"

"What do you mean?" asked Kate.

"Do you think that I have a chance to...you know...walk again?" asked Guy.

Kate stayed silent for a moment as she handed him the bowl of food.

"I would like to believe that you could walk again someday," said Kate. "But...Guy, what answer do you want me to give you?"

Guy sighed and bringing some of the food up toward his mouth said, "Never mind."

Friar Tuck came over to them just then and stood behind Kate as he asked, "How are you doing today, Guy?"

"Same as yesterday," said Guy as he swallowed the food in his mouth. "And the day before that. And the day before that."

Guy looked at Friar Tuck in annoyance. He didn't know why Friar Tuck always came over to see how he was doing. There was no way that his condition was going to get better. He hated it when Friar Tuck acted like his condition was curable.

Maybe he hated Friar Tuck's inquiry because he was scared to believe that he could get better.

Friar Tuck laughed and said, "I get it."

"Glad you finally do," snapped Guy.

"I think I'll go check on Robin," said Kate getting up and going outside.

Friar Tuck studied Guy for a minute with scrutinizing eyes before saying, "What do you mean, Guy?"

"Every day you come over to me and ask me how I'm doing. Every day it's the same answer. I'm not getting better!" stated Guy. "I'm PAR-A-LYZED! So, I'd appreciate it if you'd stop acting like it's something that can be cured!"

A smile twitched at the corners of Friar Tuck's mouth. That caused Guy to grow even more enraged.

"What are you smiling about?" asked Guy.

"Guy, what if I told you that I know of a way to make it so you can walk on your legs again?"