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|A Family Secret (Parts Six, Seven, and Eight) (standard:Editorials, 4082 words) [2/3] show all parts|
|Author: Kenneth Nash||Added: Oct 18 2006||Views/Reads: 1645/1246||Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A story of how a family secret infuenced a young woman's decisions|
(Part Six) “Doctor Barnett's office,” said the pleasant voice at the number she had called. “This is Adrienne Nicholson. I need to make an appointment to see Dr. Barnett. I was a patient of his at the hospital.” “Please hold while I check his appointment book, Ms. Nicholson,” the receptionist replied. She spoke with the doctor on his intercom. “Doctor, there is a Ms. Adrienne Nicholson on the phone... she needs to make an appointment. I have two open now, 11:00 and 2:00 tomorrow... which would you prefer?” Without hesitation Michael Barnett said, “Please ask her if she can make the earlier one.” During his morning run Michael thought about seeing her again. It had been three days now. He found himself looking forward to the appointment this morning. “Well, Ms. Nicholson, it seems that you are recovering well from your injuries. There is no swelling in your arm, the cast is okay, and it doesn't appear there is any permanent damage from the concussion,” stated the doctor after the examination. “Now, do you have any questions for me?” “Why is such a handsome man still unmarried?” she wanted to ask. Instead, she said, “Dr. Barnett there is still an hour or so before the fall that I cannot recall, is that normal?” The doctor looked at her and said, “I have the same problem on occasion. If it were not for my receptionist, Ms Worthington, out there in the front office I would forget what day of the week it was! He was smiling, and his eyes twinkled as he spoke. Then he said, “Seriously, that is to be expected after a head injury. I am not worried about it; I think your memory of the events will return in time.” Adrienne thought, “I like his sense of humor... I haven't seen that side of him before!” She smiled and thanked him as he told her to make an appointment with Ms Worthington to get the cast removed in a few weeks. Adrienne returned to work the next week. She still had the cast but her secretary helped her with any typing that had to be done. She considered just staying away from the office until the cast was removed, but she couldn't do much around the ranch, either, so she decided to go back to work. She would often find her self day dreaming. “I wonder if he is in a relationship...what does he do when he is not seeing patients....Adrienne! You have to stop these thoughts... it's so unlike you... you're a grown, professional woman... not a silly schoolgirl!” Adrienne awoke from the dream, damp from sweat, shaking... it was like the others she had experienced. She could see the little girl running across the meadow, her dark hair flowing in the breeze, little arms outstretched... just as she reached out for the child, the young girl fell into the tall grass... and she was gone! She had never told anyone about the recurring dream. It was still a part of the family secret. Adrienne kept the appointment with the doctor. He removed the cast, and gave her another appointment six months later. She was well on her way to recovery now. As she started to leave his office, Michael Barnett made the decision to follow through on an idea that had vacillated in his mind for weeks. He shuffled from one foot to the other, and finally blurted out, “Miss Nicholson, would you have dinner with me some evening?” “Now I will understand if you are too busy... or seeing some else... or.....” “Why I do believe he is blushing...like a teenager asking for a first date.” mused Adrienne. “Yes, I would like that very much... but maybe you should call me Adrienne instead of Miss Nicholson, Doctor Barnett.” They both smiled as he replied, “Okay if you will make it Michael instead of doctor!” The wedding was something that was like a dream come true for Adrienne. In the six months of their engagement she had met most of his friends, and he had become acquainted with the few close friends she had. Adrienne had to admit she loved this handsome, honest, caring man, even if he couldn't ride a horse very well. After Michael proposed to her, she began to experience the familiar dread, and fear, that she felt when she returned to Charlottesville. Click here to read the rest of this story (328 more lines)
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