Title: Christy...Arabian Style Author: Traci M. Christy...Arabian Style (Even if Christywere set in the desert and SFM riding a camel, I'd stil like it as much!) I had to smile at this reference. Can you imagine if Christy were truly set in the desert? Imagine the dialogue...(Persian type music begins to play) Christy...Arabian Style! Christy: David, save me! David: (running out of his tend) Christy, what is it? Spider bite? Marauding Bedouin hordes? Is Ruby Mae wearing her harem girl outfit again? Christy: (buried in sand up to her knees) NO, my pointy shoes have sunk in this sand and I can't see the children! I'm stuck! Dr. McNeill: (suddenly arriving and rolling up sleeves) Stand aside, young man. Let an expert handle this. David: You? You can't tell a diamond back rattle snake from a cobra! Dr. McNeill: At least I did't try taking the children to fetch a pail of water from a mirage, pretty boy! David: Well, I've got a bigger camel than you... Dr. McNeill: At least mine doesn't spit at me. David: You rub magic lamps! At least I believe in God. Dr. McNeill: You're just mad the Genie didn't let you marry Christy! In the meantime, a stalwart young man with flowing locks and a kindly canine companion arrives. Together, man and dog pull the imperiled school teacher out of the sand dune. Lane, Bonnie Prince of Arabia: There you go, Miss Huddleston. I knew Jericho would have you out of there in no time. Christy: (dusting herself off while Jericho licks the sand off her ankles) Thank you, Your Highness. I thought I'd roast alive if it weren't for your kindness. Lane, Bonnie Prince of Arabia: It's our pleasure. Would you like to visit my part of the desert? Christy: Sure! These guys won't even notice I'm gone... Our Bonnie Prince assists Christy as she joins him atop his camel. David and McNeill continue to argue as the newly united twosome ride off into the desert sunset with Jericho trailing behind. THE END???