The Doctor Gets a Visitor II
by: E Walk

(Copyright 2007 by the Author)
 

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Chapter 16
 Evening’s Entertainment

 

“Ladies and gentlemen, the entertainment for tonight has arrived.”  Jeff said as he directed the young guys into the music room.  Jeff came out and sat on the floor with his guitar.  Chip led the other guys out in an exaggerated strut.  The four older guys formed a semi circle around Chip and the five of the stood at attention.

 

Jeff started to play, and the guys started to sing, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.  As they finished, they put their thumbs over their shoulders and sang, ‘And now she’s me wife.’

 

Everyone started to applaud.  Spencer stepped forward and gave the signal for everyone to stop. 

 

Mark said, “I don’t want to hear or see that song again.”

 

“Why not Mark?” asked Mrs. T.

 

“On Thursday, I challenged my students to spell that word correctly for a bonus point, for each letter they got correct.  I told them I wasn’t going to show them how to spell it.  After school, I had about 10 calls wanting to know what I was doing.  Sixteen of my twenty students got it correct.    The bad part is that I had to check with the music teacher before I could grade the tests.”  Mark said.

 

“I’m sure my four guys got it correct, because they really practiced.” said Gigi.

 

“Yes.” Mark answered.

 

“We stopped at Bobby’s house and it took Bobby and Toby about two minutes to find the correct spelling on the computer.  Now Jeff, since we performed, it, it's your turn.  We want to hear some classical, some jazz and show tunes on the piano.  Now go.” Spencer pointed.

 

Everyone started to applaud.  Jeff and the five young guys went into the piano room.  Jeff played the Warsaw Concerto and then went into the Rhapsody in Blue and then a little Scott Joplin and ended with a medley from South Pacific.  Everyone applauded.

 

Spencer came out and held up one finger.  Everyone seemed to know what he wanted us to do.  Spencer said, “Jeff, come here.  This is a tough audience. Come see the grade they gave you.”

 

Jeff came out and everyone held up one finger and Jeff said, “What do I have to do to get a better rating?”

 

Spencer said, “I guess you’ll just have to play the guitar and sing Edelweiss and get them to sing along with us.  First you probably had better sing it through for us, so we can get the words.”

 

Jeff sang the song and then Spencer stood and said, “Now, everyone.”  The song started and everyone joined in.  Spencer put his finger on his mouth and everyone stopped singing.  He pulled Teddy, Bobby and Toby back and they stopped singing.  The only two left singing were Jeff and Beau, Chip had been sitting next to Jeff and was just watching them.

 

As they were finishing, they both realized that they had been the only two people singing, and everyone started to applaud.  Chip stood up and said “What do you think the rating should be for our two stars?”  He held up ten fingers and everyone else did the same, except for Bill Potts.  He held up a big circle.

 

Spencer asked, “Dr. Potts, why are you giving such a low rating?”

 

“I need to hear more before I can judge.” Dr. Potts answered.

 

Jeff stood and said, “Time for dessert.  If everyone will please adjourn to the dining room except Dr. Bill Potts, until he gives us a 10 like everyone else.”

 

Everyone was seated except the servers when Bill came in and said, “I’ll give Beau a ten, but I’m still not sure about Jeff.”

 

“Bill, sit down and be nice.” Jeanne ordered.

 

Everyone had gotten seated and had started to eat when Drew and Kenny came in.  “Hi everyone, I’m Drew Washington, and this is my friend Kenny Hendrix.  We came to see if we could help the boss and to talk to Doctor Dad.”

 

Jeff quickly introduced everyone to the guys.  When he got to Bill Potts, he skipped him.  When Jeff got to Jill, Drew said, “That’s got be Jill.  She has the same sparkling eyes as Chip.”

 

“Jill, you sure do look stunning in that color.  I’m not sure if its turquoise or aqua, but it makes your beautiful hair and eyes stand out.” Kenny said, as he turned to Chip and added. “Cub, you sure do have a good looking mommy and daddy.  No wonder you’re so stunning.”

 

Jeff finally introduced Bill.  “Guys, this is my trouble maker, Dr. Bill Potts.  He just gave me a zero for my playing and singing.” Jeff sobbed.

 

Drew tossed back, “He probably heard that you were going to make him sing in church tomorrow without telling him.  By the way, I’m not singing am I?”

 

“Nope, and neither am I.  In fact, we’re not going to church until 11:00 o’clock tomorrow so everyone can sleep in, after this busy week.” Jeff said.

 

“Drew honey, get my purse from the living room.  It’s beside the right side of the sofa.”  Aunt Cora said.

 

“Yes Grandma.  I’ll be right back.”  Drew came back with the purse and handed it to Aunt Cora.  She pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Drew.

 

“Drew, why did you call Aunt Cora Grandma?” asked Toby.

 

“Because she is my great grandmother.  I found out Monday, when Kenny realized it.  I can’t call her Aunt Cora.  It just doesn’t feel right.” Drew answered.

 

Jane asked, “Mother, did you know this?”

 

“Yes, I’ve known since Drew was born.  Why do you think we made so many trips to Omaha in the years before Drew’s mother’s death?”  Mrs. Tillison answered.

 

“Jeff, you knew too, right? Jane asked.

 

“Yes, we were at the driver’s education class when Kenny realized what the situation was.  Now Drew, what is that piece of paper?”  Jeff asked.

 

Drew looked in his hand and said, “Oh yeah, Doctor Dad, Kenny and I stopped at the Toyota dealer to see what they might give you for your Camry in trade in, and then we checked the blue book for the value of your car.  This check is for the best you could get, plus $500.00.  So there is no way you can turn down the offer, since an important Doctor like you shouldn’t be driving around in a 6 year old Camry, anyway.”

 

I looked at him and said, “I didn’t know it was for sale.”

 

Drew laughed and said, “Doctor Dad, it’s not for sale.  It’s already sold.  I’ll make the arrangements for insurance on Monday and Grams says you can use the BMW until you get your new car.”

 

Dr. Bill Potts asked, “Why do you want a six year old car, instead of a new one Drew?”

 

“Sir, notice the pigmentation of my skin.  It is a little darker than most of you here.  I’m a new kid in town, and if I pulled into the high school parking lot in a shiny new car, everyone would assume I’m dealing in drugs or something.  Besides, I feel comfortable in the Camry.  It’s the car we drove on Wednesday when we got our driver’s licenses.  I’m right, aren’t I, Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln?” Drew asked.

 

Mrs. Lincoln said, “Bill, Drew is absolutely correct.  Dina won’t even get a car because she is afraid of what people would say and Frankie, our oldest son, was hassled when he got a three year old car.”

 

Jeff stood and said, “Dad, Uncle Josh and Uncle Ben, take those people in their late twenties into the living room and serve them whatever they would like for after dinner drinks.  All people under the age of 14 go to the kitchen to do the dishes.  Any of the able men who are willing to help, I need to take the tables and chairs in the dining room back to the church.  I'll get the folding chairs in the living room and return them tomorrow.”

 

Joni spoke up, “Jeff, why not take all the chairs?  We can sit on the floor.  We’ve done it before, and that way everything is done and you won’t have to worry about it tomorrow?”

 

Joni, Jill, Tricia, Mitzi and Leigh took the folding chairs to the guys and came back and sat on the floor.  The guys left and came back shortly, laughing.

 

Jeff said, “That sure was easy.  We had four trucks and 12 hunks and had the tables and chairs returned in no time at all.”  The phone rang.

 

Jeff answered, “Hi Mick, yep, let me get him for you.”  Jeff came to me and said, “Mickey would like to talk to you.”

 

I picked up the phone and asked, “What’s wrong, Mickey?”

 

“Okay, Lash and I will be right there, as soon as we can get our coats.  Put a cold compress on his forehead until we get there.”  I told him.

 

“Lash, get your coat and let’s go.”  I said as I grabbed my doctor’s kit from the closet.   I turned to the guests and said, “I’m sorry to interrupt this great party, but I’m needed elsewhere.  Thanks for coming.”

 

  

To be continued...


 

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Editor's Notes:

 

Oh dear It looks like something has gone wrong. I hope it is nothing serious. It certainly is a good thing that there are trained medical people available and willing to go take care of someone at a moment's notice. That is something that is rather rare now days.

 

Now we have to be patient and wait for the next chapter, don't we?

 

Darryl

AKA The Radio Rancher

 

 

Posted: 06/15/07