A Country Adventure
~Shannon Pearce~
Erotic Romance
Copyright 02/18/2011: Beau to Beau Books
All Rights Reserved
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Included in: A Country Adventure
1. Openers
2. Introduction
3. A Country Adventure
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Introduction:
When Gary and Gordy receive a generous offer to teach two young cardiology interns, they eagerly accept. Neither has been to the Midwest, and the picturesque town is a perfect replication of its Holland home, teeming with tulips and windmills. After making themselves comfortable in the cozy cottage built by the original Dutch settler of the small town, Gary and Gordy soon begin to notice a few very unsettling oddities about the dwelling.
A Country Adventure:
Gary and Gordy stared with intrigue at the newly posted ad in the doctors’ lounge.
“Hmm,” Gordy said, as he rubbed the new growth of hair on his chin. “What do you think? Should I grow a goatee?”
“Forget about your feeble attempt at hair growth. Let’s talk about this.” Gary placed his hand on the board over the ad for added emphasis.
Gordy pulled the pin holding the ad and read it aloud. “Need cardiologists to train interns in a rural setting. All expenses paid. Generous stipend.”
Gary’s face lit up at the thought of another adventure. “Where is it, Gordy?”
“Just says small Midwestern town. Please call for directions.”
“You think it’s for real, Gordy?”
Gordy turned the sheet of paper over a few times. “Has to be, Gary. The senior members of our very prestigious department lack the sense of humor required to pull off a stunt like this. Let’s make the call.”
The two young heart smart docs retreated to the office they shared and called the number on the ad. Gary sat on the edge of his chair as he listened to Gordy’s end of the conversation. “I see, yes, sounds good. I will certainly be in touch.”
Gordy set the phone down and relayed the details to his longtime companion and lover. “Seems that a small town hospital is building a new clinic on an historic site in the city park. Guess the site was once home to a war widow who refused to sell her house to the city, although she had moved across the state to live with her daughter. The town built the park which is known for its windmills and beautiful gardens around the widow’s home. No one has lived there for years. For just a few days of training, we would be paid quite well. Better write this down, or you most assuredly would faint when I told you the most obscene amount of money they are willing to offer.” Gordy scribbled the amount on a sheet of paper and shoved it toward Gary.
One look at the insane number and Gary was in. “We would be giving up our vacation, but I don’t think we have a choice, Gordy. For such an enormous sum of dough, there has to be something wrong with the place.”
Gordy played with the beginnings of his goatee. “Well, the woman did sound nervous, and she lowered her voice when she mentioned that the place had been deserted for quite some time. One more thing, Gary. She said that the town was having a festival the same week, but assured me that our accommodations in a quaint house in the city park were better than a five-star hotel.”
“Quaint house, you say? You mean the one that the widow refused to sell, don’t you, Gordy?”
“That’s the one, Gary. You can read my mind. Let’s look it up.”
A couple of clicks of the mouse, and Gordy had a perfect display of the park on his computer monitor. “Damn.”
“I’ll say, Gordy. I’ve never seen a park like that. It’s huge, and it’s definitely beautiful. Where’s the house?”
Gordy zoomed in to get a better look. “Never thought I would see a house with a park around it, but it’s cute, cottage-like, and at least they kept it painted.”
Gary was busy reading the information about the house as Gordy continued to be amazed by the beauty of the park.
“Gordy, look here, it says that visitors of the park have heard voices and moans, sometimes screams coming from the house at night. And, get this, they think it’s the widow.”
“But I thought she moved, Gary.”
“She did, but they think her ghost came back after she died a few years ago, my Gordy.”
The two cravers of craziness appeared to be uninterested when they were approached by the senior member of their group. “What do you think, guys? Willing to give up some vacation time? You two are the cream of the crop, or the cream of my crop, anyway.”
Gary and Gordy exchanged their knowing look. “I don’t know, Doc. We have been working very hard lately with the practice, giving lectures to students, critiquing papers, and we had planned on a real vacation soon.”
Gary desperately tried to stifle a laugh at Gordy’s lamenting words.
“I know you have been working hard, guys. Tell you what, doctors. I will meet whatever the amount of the stipend, and give you a bonus week off at the end of next month. What do you say? How can you turn down an offer like that?”
“Well,” Gordy said, drawing out the word.
Gary looked down at the floor and grinned.
“It’s a deal,” Gordy said proudly, shaking the boss’ hand.
After he left, the two younger doctors burst out laughing. “We should feel guilty, Gary. We should not be laughing.”
“You’re right, Gordy,” he said, pretending to wipe the smile off of his face.
The devilish duo would have signed up for this intriguing expedition even if they had to pay all expenses out of their own pockets.
“Shame on us, Gordy.”
“Yes, Gary, shame on us.”
After another round of laughter, the two doctors left their office for their appointed rounds at the hospital.
“Ahh, the hospital, Gary, how we do love it.”
After a quick night of packing and a few hours of sleep, the daring duo of doctors was boarding a plane for a few days of teaching and a few nights in somewhat questionable accommodations.
“Ahh, the country, Gary. Is there anything like it?”
The two young doctors breathed deeply, filling their lungs with the fresh country air. The taxi driver had dropped them off at the park, but had then quickly driven away.
“What was his problem?”
“Couldn’t say, Gary, old boy. Perhaps the man is allergic to flowers and fresh air.”
The park was beautiful and much larger than either of the two had expected.
“Have we been in the city too long, or is this a big park?”
“Gary, my love, this is a big park.”
The devilish duo had been given a map of the city park so that they would not get lost. Gary opened it up and studied it. “I thought the taxi driver was joking about needing a map,” he said, trying to find where they were. “Here we go, Gordy. This way.”
The tulips of every color were beautiful and were everywhere. The park was dotted with “Stay on the cobblestone path” signs, and the two dutiful doctors obeyed. An eye for beauty had blessed the two best buddies, and to them the park looked as if it had been painted by Norman Rockwell himself.
“Over the hill, Gordy.”
“Excuse me,” Gordy said. “I am not over the hill.”
“No, no, no, I mean, over the hill is our humble abode for the next four days, according to this map.”