Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #95

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #95

…In the time it takes to land a mother lode bass, Reverend Watkins gladly introduces Mr. and Mrs. James Ferrell to his temporary and mixed congregation…

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In the time it takes to land a mother lode bass, something Reverend Watkins knows something of, he gladly introduces Mr. and Mrs. James Ferrell to his temporary and mixed congregation. And unlike the new game of baseball, where raucous players and fans protest the umpire’s questionable judgment by booing and perhaps defaming his mother, these proceedings conclude with polite applause; though there is a noticeable gap between Agnes Ferrell’s white satin gloves, her heart not being quite right.

oddsOn the other hand, Martha and John are delighted, seemingly reborn in each other. It was not this way two days ago, which would point to the existence of miracles. So wide was the chasm between them, that the distance earth and the sun seemed closer.

Martha’s catatonic comportment, a distant empty stare, has wound itself up like a spring loaded retractable shade. She has pulled herself together for Abbey, the girl’s only mother figure.

Likewise, John seems to have set aside his other world, Laura and Maggie Lou apparently on the way to a stable life of their own. In the reception line they are fourth and third from the end, a line punctuated by the newlywed couple.

    Chances are no one would have predicted this good looking and happy sequence of people, back as late as 1896, when Abigail Smythwick was a daughter of one of the last plantation owners in the Panhandle, James was pegged as a better candidate for the priesthood than a career in law, John Ferrell’s amorous tryst made him a better candidate for “Adulterer of the Year” and Martha’s ignorance of her husband’s doings and daughter’s taboo love interest nearly cost her her sanity.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #93

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #93

…The wedding of James and Abigail is one of the regions’ grander events and caps-off a summer of millennial nuptials…

Today is a good day to begin anew, a red letter day, making promises that you are expected to keep, be it to yourself or another.

Poor Abigail, if only she could be a fly on the wall or perhaps a tree. She may be more adamant about her betrothed stated devotion in the ceremony to come. She is about to become an innocent pawn in an ongoing game she does not know how to play.

Enough of the ignoble details. Nobody here would be interested… well, maybe they would, but for the purposes of propriety, ignorance is the watchword.

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Reverend Watkins, a Negro preacher of some renown, brings the festivities to order by announcing, “This is a day that the Lord our God has ordained. We gather here, on this wonderful day, to join James and Abigail and Abigail to James, completing a union that is rooted from the first man and woman. But unlike Adam and Eve, the Mother and Father of us all, these young people will not taste of the forbidden fruit. They will treasure each other, like God treasures his creation.”

The reference to the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil is the marker that set the liturgy in motion. James takes his place at the altar, watching the three sets of attendants, followed directly by his father. The congregation of accomplices is topped off by the most radiant bride anyone will ever see.20th Century-001

One and all are turned around in their chairs to watch the bride, craning to view and review. This is one of the regions’ grander events and caps-off a summer of new-millennial nuptials, reducing the others to insignificance,

Phoebe Love is one of those interested onlookers,  seated alongside the Campbells. The Quincy mayor’s wife has not seen a single wedding this year. Neither have these elite attendees seen a Negro family, headed by Willy and Amanda, shoulder to shoulder with them—

NOT in the rear of the back.

The Wilson’s and Lewis’ accept this social integration, however grudgingly, ever so slightly squirming in their judgment chairs. It is hard to completely shed a century of prejudice, though they will keep wearing their game face.

Ironically, there is not a man or woman more genuinely happy to be there than Willy Campbell. He has watched the bride grow up, all the way from the tragic death of her mother at birth, up to the morning after the night of infamy, when they learned of her father’s unkind demise.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #92

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #92

… John Ferrell is one of those blessed by shade, thoroughly enjoying his trio of duties…

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The animals retreat to inactivity on days such as this, leaving humans as the only creatures dumb enough to risk dehydration and heat stroke.

But, luck can be credited for the number of doctors in attendance, enough to staff the clinic Mayo. The waiters and waitresses are instructed to encourage guests with pitchers filled with water and bobbing chunks of Love ice.

My Project 13-001The wedding pamphlets, designed to inform attendees of the day’s events and their sequences, as well as the ceremonial order and musical selections, are better served as fans, the flapping white papers looking like a flock of doves. The breeze, which is but a zephyr, is out of the southeast, not out of the west or south, as is the norm. At the very edge of the horizon, the one that the sun uses to begin its day has an odd tint to it. No one bothers to notice, caring only to be concerned about what is directly overhead.

There is shade on sight, albeit temporary shielding, the wedding alter and the tuneful string quartet; 100 year old trees cast a shadow over much of the rest. Either dark silhouette can be cut with a knife, so rich is the air.

John Ferrell is one of those blessed by shade, thoroughly enjoying his trio of duties:

– Glad handing greeter

– Father of the Bride

– Father of the Groom

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He is the most recognizable figure, here at his home, as he would be in the greater community due to his three stores. If you live in or near Tallahassee, you can hardly avoid shopping at a Ferrell’s Grocery.

Most folks have come to know and care for Agnes as well. She has grown up right before their very eyes. And as general manager of the chain, her presence is an expected and welcome sight.

So, it not surprising that this Ferrell pair stroll the festive grounds together. They provide for one another, though Agnes gleans more from the company. She really wants not to be caught alone, with her emotional vulnerability singularly exposed. Daddy loves her unconditionally, enjoys her company and will shield her whether he knows he is or not. They make a good team; kindred restless spirits.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #91

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #91

…As for the groom, the accompanying guilt will haunt him, probably forever, stealing the innocence from the intimacy in his life with Abbey…

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On that Saturday, 1 September 1900, the wedding of Abigail Smythwick-Ferrell to James of the same, is set to take place on the veranda of Hillside Estate’s main house, the good Reverend Watkins of the First Church of Christ officiating. At 1:30 P.M. the one hundred chairs, borrowed from the Sunday school rooms, are quickly being filled by the fannies of the Panhandles finest.

Martha has recovered her social graces in time to serve as a fine Mother of the Bride, albeit adoptive. Mother saves the day, seeing that Agnes would have been forced to fill that position, even though daughter appears to have risen out her funk, appearing to recover from the loss of her brother to another. That one act of love by James, an act unsurpassed by none in the realm of male/female relations, has satisfied her unanswered needs; memories that cannot be revoked, even the problematic ones.

As for the groom, he wishes upon wish that he could erase his memory. The accompanying guilt will haunt him, probably forever, stealing the innocence from the intimacy in his life with Abbey. He can only hope that the confession of his sin before God will bring forgiveness; their only chance at the perfect life offered by our heavenly Father.

He really is not nervous or apprehensive, merely remorseful. There is a promising life ahead for him, given a probable career in law and a beautiful wife to boot. There is no need to be blue, like the sky, which is high, with thickening clouds, with the closeness of oppressive dew points, clinging to the air and everything it surrounds. The animals retreat to inactivity on days such as this, leaving humans as the only creatures dumb enough to risk dehydration and heat stroke.

But, luck can be credited for the number of doctors in attendance, enough to staff the clinic Mayo. The waiters and waitresses are instructed to encourage guests with pitchers filled with water and bobbing chunks of Love ice.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #88

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #88

…James has forgotten the reasons for their country dally and before he can say a word, his pants have traveled past his ankles…

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James has forgotten the reasons for their country dally and before he can say a word, his pants have traveled past his ankles and Agnes is moaning in intense pleasure. Never mind that he has exactly the same sexual experience as his familial partner, nature has taken its crooked course. James Ferrell loves his sister, though not the way God intended or society would understand.

It would be safe to say that neither interested, orgasmic party, may ever achieve such satisfaction again, in their normal adult lives; punishment, one supposes, for partaking in forbidden fruit.

Never mind how bitter the afterglow feels for James, Agnes strokes his light brown locks, refusing to let go of her loving fulfillment. James is exhausted, which might explain his willingness to use Agnes’s bosoms as a cradle for his head.

lightning_bolt-1For her to think that her misguided love for James can ever come to any good is delusional. But her perceptions are so ingrained in her sub or otherwise conscious that she believes she has just made love to her future husband and father of her children. The latter may happen, if the timing is right, but not the former.

Reality sets in with a vengeance.

“Oh my God, Nessie what have we done!?”

“Don’t worry, James. I love you and nothing can take that away from us,” Agnes needlessly assures.

“Oh, yes there is! And that is only if we are not struck down by a bolt of lighting in the meantime,” he speculates. “I want you to go down to the stream and wash me out of you or you might conceive a horribly deformed child. My God in heaven, forgive us of our sin.”

Despite her twisted leanings, and the contrary thoughts thereof, Agnes squats in the rivulet, rinsing her blood and her brother’s life producing swimmers into the cool aquatic flow; her hopes and dreams diluting at one hundred gallons a minute.

Agnes will learn of James’s impending nuptials some other time. Time instead to pretend nothing ever happened; a tall, but not impossible order considering the secret existence of little Maggie Lou, the ongoing Ferrell ruse.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #87

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… James is seated quite near his sister, just now beginning to notice how fetching this woman is at this moment…

fetch·ing

ˈfeCHiNG/
adjective
1.  attractive.

2. etc…

attractive, appealing, sweet, pretty, good-looking, lovely, delightful, charming, prepossessing, captivating, enchanting, irresistible;

bonny

“Give me fifteen minutes to get ready.”

He nods his approval.

Agnes allows herself to melt in the warmth of the moment. She is so taken, that she can feel the perspiration trickle between her amply bestowed breasts. Her sweaty palms are more easily dealt with, a lace hanky doing the job.

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James could not be more oblivious to any of the signals his sister secretes, now or in the past. He merrily steers the one horse wagon down the well-worn path to the north side of San Luis Lake. About half way around the two-parcel oval body of water is a short bridge spanning an equally small stream of tributary water. A large cypress tree provides ample shade, natural cooling in a subtropical climate. It is here that Agnes and James stop. She produces a blanket to sit on and a container of fresh squeezed lemonade, summoning James to her favorite spot.

San luis lake4“Come and sit with me,” she urges after spreading the blanket. She seats herself in the middle, dispersing the skirt of her dress symmetrically and looking every bit the part of a classic Southern belle.

“It is so comfortable here, like God’s gift to please and soothe.” She fans herself coquettishly.

   James is seated quite near her, just now beginning to notice how fetching this woman is at this moment. They do not come prettier than his Abbey, whose looks match her age. Agnes Ferrell, on the other hand, is a classic, in the mold of Venus de Milo; beauty that defies biological age. He never thought of her as beautiful until this moment. He is battling his hormones, in the face of a frontal assault on his emotional equilibrium and previously unthought-of of taboo.

Agnes wastes no time. It is apparent that she has been fantasizing about this moment-opportune for quite some time, now at the point of zero inhibition. She embraces her brother with un-sisterly talent, drawing him over the top of her, helping him gain access to her virginal womanhood without petticoat or panty. She consumes his tongue with a kiss for the ages, removing the final psychological obstacle to her end.

James has forgotten the reasons for their country dally and before he can say a word, his pants have traveled past his ankles and Agnes is moaning in intense pleasure. Never mind that he has exactly the same sexual experience as his familial partner, nature has taken its crooked course. James Ferrell loves his sister, though not the way God intended or society would understand.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #86

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… Martha Ferrell, finds great humor in their exchange, breaking into joyful laughter, a sound not heard here for quite some time..,

“I wish you luck, son.” John Ferrell knows that Agnes will not take the news about James’ plans with Abigail very well. He does not quite why, he just knows. He fears for his daughter, who has the deportment of a woman in her fortieth year, fully twenty-two years down the line.

James tarries little about that comment, instead fresh with euphoric feelings of love and the grand plans of a promising life. He seeks out Abbey, who he has taken responsibility for the care and well-being of, hence lessening the duration of her own minor episodes of catatonia.

He interrupts a lesson on the art of being a top notch research assistant; more valuable nuggets that will serve the soon to be Abigail Smythwick-Ferrell Ferrell well, very well..

   “Pack your bags Abbey, New Orleans here we come!” picking her up, spinning her around gleefully. He speaks of the colorful city in Louisiana, known for flights of fancy. In this case, it will be a honeymoon destination.

“We have three weeks to wait and we have to be at Harvard the day after we are to return, so don’t you think we should concentrate on packing for that?” she reasons.

      “You are such an organizer!”

Abigail Smythwick

Abbey

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Sweethearts

          “And you are the dreamer. I must make sure that those dreams come true.” In the case of both Abbey and Agnes, it is a shame that they have grown to womanhood in an almost pioneer way; spawned by necessity of the times and fueled by the determination of survival.

          “Well, I’ve been dreaming of a life with you since our days at Maclay Park, back when you were a flat-chested freckle-faced skinny girl.”

  “Why James Ferrell, I should wash your mouth out with soap!” threatens the victim of his recollection.

Martha Ferrell, who is on the perimeter of the room, finds great humor in their exchange; breaking into joyful laughter, a sound not heard here for quite some time. Welcome clatter emanates from the Hillside home, serving to greet Agnes, who is now returning from her store duties.

“To what do we credit such a happy sound?” she inquires of the three.

“James and Ab…” Mother catches herself.

“James would like Agnes to join him for a ride over to the Endlichoffers. Joseph should have the carriage hitched and ready to go.” He wants to scurry off to the surrey that fringe on the top.

“What is the occasion?” she slows him down, asking, though none is needed when she is alone with James, with Abbey joined at the hip.

“I have a surprise I want to share and we have not spent much time together. I thought a nice ride on this beautiful summers’ evening.”

“Give me fifteen minutes to get ready.”

He nods his approval.


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