Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #245

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…“What if they were liquored up? Heard tell that his uncle Rufus does some moonshinin’ out there in the hills of Georgia,” A.O. suggests

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“How long ago would you say that was?” asks James, who is attempting to trace the timeline for the seeds of hate..

1923 Bathing Beauties Lyn turns to Sara, “Wasn’t that right after we came back from the Mediterranean?” Sara nods eagerly. That was the trip when Lyn finally confronted her feelings for Sara; from curiosity to commitment, one of those defining markers in one’s life. “That was 1923, eight years ago.”

“Three months and five days,” Sara adds to the accuracy, minus the hours.

“OoooKaaaay,” James confirms. Sara face ratchets up several shades of red. “That would make, Charles is his name, about 18, correct? Yes. And does that fit the profile of those described young men? It does.” Sara is holding her tongue.

“I know this Charles, happens to wear a hat that you have described. He is not really stupid, he just happens to where his heart on his sleeve. I cannot believe he would be capable of something like this.”

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“What if they were liquored up? Heard tell that his uncle Rufus does some moonshinin’ out there in the hills of Georgia,” A.O. suggests.

“Booze does have a way of magnifying a man’s state of mind,” James agrees.

“It turns them into filthy animals!” so much for Lyn’s unbiased opinion of the male condition. She fails to mention that she believes that men are born that way.

“Not all of us, I hope, Miss Hanes. I had the occasion to enjoy more than one cocktail at a meeting last week and never once pinched a waitress, let alone attack an elderly woman. My wife, Abbey, even suggests I do it more often, you know, an outlet from dealing with everyone else’s problems.”

“I guess I shouldn’t let bad experiences taint my views. I apologize.”

Cobblestone (olla)-001“No need, I think I understand.” He does understand and has no problem with the domestic situation in the home he is seated. It will not affect how he feels about either of them. “Well, Alpha, I think we should be going. These fine ladies have helped us tremendously. Thank you for the iced tea. Sure tastes good on a steamer day like this.

“Try not to dwell on this matter, Sara. If you do, then these creeps will have caused another to suffer needlessly.”

It is too late for that.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #243

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…“Laura Bell is the scrappiest woman I know. I bet she gave ‘em all they could handle, Jimmy!” A.O. has known his wife’s mother for most of his life…

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Amidst all this relational banter, there is a knock on their door. Carolyn gets up to see who it is.

“Good day, my name is, James Ferrell. This is my client, Doctor Alpha Omega Campbell. May we speak with Sara Fenwick, please?”

Lyn glances back at Sara, who motions them in.

“How are you doing, Miss Fenwick? I understand you had quite an evening last.”

Lawyer James   “That would be an understatement, Mr. Ferrell. It seems I see ghosts that are both covered with blood and five yards of my best rayon. My friend and I have been discussing possible connections to my mildly depressive tendencies.”

“First off, we do not dismiss your account of last evening out of hand. I know it looks like you were seeing things, but I have a feeling we are dealing not with common thieves, rather very intelligent and purposed individuals. With that said, can you tell us anything about the men you saw fleeing the scene?”

Sara is delighted at the prospect that she is indeed sane. “Oh, thank you, good sir… let me see… I Detectives Handbookbelieve they were younger, judging by how fast they could run. One of them was wearing one of those new hats, a variation of the tam-o’-shanter – they’ve been wearing them for years in Europe.” Of course Sara would use fashion as a point of reference. “And their clothes were by no means shabby, which is odd for common thieves.”

“Good observation, Miss Fenwick.” James Ferrell had his theories. “I believe that robbery was not the motive. Do not take this wrong lady and you A.O., but had they been Negroes, which the location of the crime would indicate, we would never have a chance to solve Olla’s disappearance.”

“Laura Bell is the scrappiest woman I know. I bet she gave ‘em all they could handle, Jimmy!” A.O. has known his wife’s mother for most of his life.

“That may have worked against her, Alpha and if my suspicions are correct, the people who may have done this, probably think they hate her, without ever having met her.” Because they are going to do their best not to involve the police, he is doing his best impersonation of a detective. “Who doesn’t like you, Doc? I know you don’t have a vengeful bone in your body, but others cannot get over whatever bothers them.”

A.O. uses the hanky from his suit jacket to wipe sweat from his bare forehead. Always the three-piece suit; he does everything but sleep in his suit of clothes. “I sense lotsa envy from whites, not likin’ what me and Maggie have, but hate, thatsa fearsome ‘motion. The Lord tells us to love our neighbor as we would want to be loved. Can’t think of no one, right off, but I’ll keep on recollectin’.”

Continued


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #242

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #242

…You don’t think that I’m going crackers, do you, Lyn?…

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“Oh, Lyn,” using her pet name, “I don’t know what I would do without you,” declares Sara, Cobblestone (olla)-001subsequent to hugs and kisses therapy, currently in the cuddling mode. “When I left the house this morning, I thought it was going to be a quiet day.”

“I guess we will have to make this day quiet, Hon. I rang up Jenny Hawkins. She said was happy to get out Friends & Lovers-001of her stuffy apartment and come to work. All you have to do is tell me what designs you want her work on between customers.” Carolyn Hanes, a writer by trade and not an unaccomplished one at that, has much to do with Sara’s success as well. She is organized, detail oriented and proactive, all of which help her help Sara and her business. It does not go unnoticed.

You don’t think that I’m going crackers, do you, Lyn?

“Not any more than normal!”

“Oh, you! You would think I would have learned my lesson by now.” She mockingly pounds her partner’s chest, formerly cradling her head with bosomy comfort. “Really, I am very serious. Do you think I could have invented that bloody body in my mind?”

“Well, there are your dreams, the ones that have you flying like a bird,” an example only known by someone close. “I have vivid dreams as well, you know where I naked on a Roman daybed and you and ten lovelies are fanning and feeding me grapes. But yours seem to be real to you at the time and mine is merely a polygamous fantasy.” As a friend, it is Lyn’s duty to be honest and writers tend to be amateur psychiatrists anyhow, without the shingle dangling outside the front door.

“You don’t need ten other women tending to you, dear one,” Sara urges.

 “Yes, yes, you keep telling me that, but you can’t blame a girl for dreaming.”

There is little chance that either of them would abandon one for another.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #241

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… “So, is Laura Bell alive or dead?” is an appropriate question for a lawyer to ask…

Dead & alive

Dead & Alive by Alison Chaplin

Today would be “one of those days” for the good doctor. He has learned not to shoot from the hip, so-to-speak trying to handle situations by himself. All that that ever got him was a smelly dose of blackmail, something that may have ruined him and his wife, before they had established themselves socially. Things would have turned out very differently had they been restricted to practicing solely in the black community; no staff position at Florida A & M, no opportunity to offer care for those unable to pay for his services. The latter would be his greatest legacy and he was a month or two away from allowing unsubstantiated accusations to steal that from him. He has since learned the workings of the “waiver of liability” form.

“So, is Laura Bell alive or dead?” is an appropriate question for a lawyer to ask.

“I don’t know, James. I had a pretty white woman come to me tonight, over at the house, after we had gone to bed, tellin’ me that she had found Olla beaten and robbed. When we went back, there was no sign that anythin’ had gone on… but it was awfully dark out.”

“It happens every time the sun goes down, Alpha,” he looks out a window, “… sorry, but you left that door wide open.”

          “I will laugh at that joke when I know where Olla is,” he proclaims sincerely. “I am so used to her traipsing in and out that I don’t know what to believe.”

“What aren’t you telling me, Doc?” He rightly concludes that there is more to this story. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with that Wilson girl, would it?”

A.O. nods. “The Fenwick lady said she saw four or five white men running away. By the time she got me out from bed and down there in Frenchtown, well… I ain’t sure what to do. I am sure that the police would do a half-hearted investigation into this monkey business, hell they would rather watch me like a hawk, likely waiting for the first and best reason to throw me in jail and steal my land.”

“It’s Maggie’s land and no one is going to steal anything from her or you, not as long as I am around.”

A.O. should be lighting candles and praying novenas at Saint Matthew of the Pines Catholic Church for James Ferrell’s long life.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #240

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…Back when A.O. first required legal counsel, it made absolute good sense for the experienced and Campbell family-friendly Ferrell to rise to his defense…

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Alpha Omega Campbell had indeed returned to his house to retrieve his chauffeur driven Cadillac, but he would not go directly to the police station. Instead, he is heading for San Luis Lake and the Ferrell Hillside Estate.

    There is a two-fold reason for him publicly pooh-poohing the innocent Miss Fenwick’s tale of terror. He and his family have been threatened before, but if his worst fears were to be correct, he best stay out of the way of these men.

Secondly, should the police become involved, they would possibly get wind that he had started to perform early term abortions; not many in the grand scheme of things, but it is becoming known that if you want to keep your affairs private, go see Doc Campbell. The fact that the vast majority of these girls happen to be white only serves to complicate matters.

He guesses that the brothers and friends of one, Esther Wilson, may be retaliating for him not diagnosing her scarlet fever soon enough, leaving the young woman a mere shadow of her former self. They had been pursuing legal means, but they are well aware that the doctor’s attorney has never lost a malpractice suit.

James Ferrell Lawyer One object of the Wilson anguish is James Ferrell. He and wife Abigail Ferrell- Ferrell have made Hillside their home for obvious reasons. It did not make sense for them to build a house of their own, San Luis Lake-001considering that father John had died as a civilian casualty of the Great War and Martha, now nearing 80 years of age, suffers from acute dementia, requiring around-the-clock care.

Back when A.O. first required legal counsel, it made absolute good sense for the experienced and Campbell family-friendly Ferrell to rise to his defense, whenever necessary. And as time goes on and medicine enters fields and territories previously untouched or undiscovered, having a good lawyer is nearly as good as having a sharp scalpel.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #239

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…Do you think I would risk being in Frenchtown if I had not been a witness?…

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“She was here, Doctor Campbell, I swear she was!” Fenwick was on medication for a secondary bout of depression, but hallucination is a side-effect she has yet to experience.

“I really should believe you, but where is the body?”

Do you think I would risk being in Frenchtown if I had not been a witness?!” she pleads.

“Tell me; judging by how you’re dressed you do not have a reason to be here at all.” He was used to having his mother-in-law drift from home to home; helping the poor with what she could, sometimes disappearing for days at a time, mostly without letting him or Maggie know.

“She bought some fabric for your daughter’s dress, she comes in often.” Frustration sets in, running her fingers through her long dark hair. “I saw four – no five white men run from here. They must have seen me coming. And it seems they saw me leave and came back to rid the street of the body.

“I would have stayed, but I was afraid she would die, I mean she may even have been dead, but either way I had to get help.”

“Come with me, Miss______?”

“Fenwick.”

“Miss Fenwick, you don’t look like a madwoman, but I’m at a loss. I will have my driver take us to the police station and you can tell them your story.”

Cobblestone (olla)-001She has not stopped scouring the area for signs of her sanity, not realizing that by dragging her feet around, any chance that traces of blood will survive in the Florida dirt to see daylight is slim.

“No. I should get home. There is someone there who will be calling the police herself, if I don’t arrive soon.” Sara could use one of Carolyn’s patented embraces; long, soft, warm – comforting, made to order in trying times or just for the heck of it. “You can get a hold of me at Fenwick’s Fabriques, over on Tennessee Street.”

“Oh, yes, I believe we own the property next door; fine location. If my mother-in-law comes in, please call me.”

Not exactly what she wanted to hear. Sara opens her mouth to protest, then pursing her colored lips, realizing that right about now that she is terminally perplexed.

Carolyn Hanes’ hug is what she needs and will surely get. There is something about unconditional affection that frees and refreshes the soul.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #238

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… “Doc Campbell! Doc Campbell!” Sara pounds frantically on the mammoth oaken door of the huge house at 324 Virginia Street…

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“I have one hem to finish and I will be right behind you,” she tells her favorite customer with a sweet smile, very much looking forward to getting home…

   … which is exactly what she does, with a slight detour down the path that Olla probably took to Virginia Street, where the older woman stays with Doc Campbell and her daughter. Unfortunately that means she flirts with the fringe of a Frenchtown that is better traversed in the light of day.

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Sara is no more than ten minutes behind, when she sees four or five white men scrambling into the bushes, laughing away as they scamper, one of them carrying the same satchel Olla had with her at the shop. She quickens her pace, all the while checking for further danger, ultimately coming upon a body covered with a bloody shroud of her finest rayon. It is apparent that the proud Olla did not give up easily and her attackers did not take kindly to that resistance. Seeing that she was no doctor, Sara did head straight for the closest one.

“Doc Campbell! Doc Campbell!” Sara pounds frantically on the mammoth oaken door of the huge house at 324 Virginia Street. There are no lights on inside, so she wooden doorcontinues to bruise her hands in an attempt to stir A.O. into action. There is no time to waste.

Finally she can hear footsteps added the erstwhile quiet of the night. The heavy door swings open, creaking under its considerable weight. She did not know what the doctor looked like, only that he was a Negro and he lived in the biggest house in town. At 5′ 8″ she towered over the smallish man with a receding hairline and silk pajamas.

  “Is someone ill Madame? Perhaps it can wait ‘til mornin’?”

“NO! It is Laura Bell. She was at my shop less than an hour ago and on her way home, she was attacked by a band of thugs…………she is badly injured.” Sara’s behest is taken to heart. The doctor retreats for a robe and follows her to the reported scene of the crime.

  Suddenly, the mad rush turns into confusion. Sara Fenwick had believed she could revisit it easily, surely as she can guess any given woman’s dress size. Instead, that familiar spot, out in the open, which is why the attackers ran for the bushes when they saw her, is empty. There is no sign of a body on this dimly lit side street. They both walk over the bloodstained patch of cobblestone road where she had laid, now unawares.


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