Part 38 If Oak Trees Could Talk

28 Apr

Part 38 If Oak Trees Could Talk!

Hello Everyone, I am so glad that you chose to join me again on my Video Blogs of my Romance/Suspense Novel If Oak Trees Could Talk!  I love all the new people that have found me and made comments.  Thank you so much for “liking” the Video Blogs.  If you‘ve just recently found me, I wanted to say these blogs were really just me trying something different with my Romance/Suspense novel.  I personally just wanted it to be read, so I thought I would read it myself and video blog it.  I wanted to send out a big Thank you, again to all of you that have hung in here with me since the Part 1 of If Oak Trees Could Talk!  You are amazing and I am so grateful!

 

Today, we begin in…..Chapter 18 The Detectives!

The doors to Glenview opened to allow Amelia to walk outside.  The humidity in the air was thick and heavy and felt moist against her skin.  The heat seemed to hit her in the face when she stepped out of the air conditioning.   A warm brisk wind was blowing and Amelia could see that there were several storm clouds gathering in the westward sky. She ran quickly to her parent’s vehicle as rain began to fall.  When she climbed in the front seat she started the car and put it in gear.  Suddenly there was a tap on the passenger side window.  It was Mr. Henderson from the Mason Creek Times.  Amelia immediately bent over the front seat and opened the door.

“Hurry, get it!” She ordered.

“Hello, Ms. Amelia, how are you doing?”  Mr. Henderson asked as he obeyed Amelia. “I’m sorry that I am soaked.  I should have listened to my old knee this morning! Every time it is going to rain, my knee will act up.  

 Mr. Gerald Henderson and his wife Sophia were also lifelong friends to her parents.  Henry and Mr. Henderson had known each other since they were young boys.  They had gone through twelve years of school together.  Mr. Henderson’s wife was the Mason Creek Elementary School librarian.  Surprised that Mr. Henderson was at Glenview, Amelia was a little curious as to why he seemed to be waiting to speak to her.

“Hello Mr. Henderson, I am sorry but I was a little startled when you knocked on my window.  This has been a crazy day. May I help you with something?”  Amelia asked, but just as she asked the question she looked up to see Mr. Hodges staring at them through his office window.  She became very upset.  “Mr. Henderson, we can’t talk here.  I am sorry.  I do need to speak to you on an urgent matter, but not here and not now!”  Amelia said as she looked down as to pretend that she had not noticed Mr. Hodges.

“Amelia, I know about your concerns. It is quite alright.   May I possibly meet you at your home?  I do not want to meet at my office, for I have the same concerns that you do.”  Mr. Henderson stated.  “Your husband told me that you needed to possibly speak to me.”

“Yes, but I am supposed to meet someone that works at Glenview.  I just met her today, but she wanted to meet with me.  I can possibly meet with you tomorrow!”  Amelia suggested.

“Tomorrow it is.  I will call you tomorrow morning and we will go from there!” Mr. Henderson agreed. 

By the time that Mr. Henderson had gotten into the car with Amelia, the sky opened up.  It was a typical summer storm in Georgia which consisted of strong gusty winds,  roaring thunder that shook the whole ground, vivid flashes of lightning and  torrential rains that pounded the ground so hard that water ran orange from the muddy Georgia clay.  The run off of water quickly flooded the parking lot of Glenview and continued to run out into the streets.  Amelia was going to wait it out, but when she looked up Mr. Hodges was still watching her and Mr. Henderson from his office window.  It wasn’t long until Amelia saw Sheriff Eugene drive by the main entrance of the parking lot.  She wondered if Eugene’s driving by was meant to intimidate her.  When the rain slacked down a little bit, Amelia backed out of the parking space. 

“Where’s your car parked Mr. Henderson?”  Amelia asked.

“Well, Ms. Amelia, frankly I never drove, I walked!  Guess I should have paid attention to the weather huh?”  Mr. Henderson said with a little giggle.

“No problem,” Amelia said.  Where do you want to go? Do you want me to drop you at the Times building or home?”  Amelia asked as she drove quickly out of the parking lot. Either place that Mr. Henderson chose was on her way home.   Just as she was pulling out, Eugene drove by rather slowly.  It wasn’t good because he could probably see who was in the car with her much better than Mr. Hodges could through his office window and the rain

“Well Mr. Henderson since we are together anyway and I’ve got to take my time, why did you come to see me?” Amelia asked as she drove very slowly on the rain slick roads.  She noticed that Mr. Henderson kept looking down at his side mirror.  She felt he too was concerned about Sheriff Eugene seeing them.

“Ms. Amelia, I have heard stories for years coming out of Glenview. I understand that you and your parents had a run in with Mr. Hodges?  Well, young lady, I do not wish to worry you, believe me.  Let me just say that he is not at all a nice man. If you’ve crossed him then I am sure that you’ve already found that out.  He’s always kept all of his dealings covered up pretty good but lately he has been pretty sloppy.  For one thing he has that idiot Sheriff Eugene in cahoots with him who has let this Sheriff’s job go straight to his head.  Both of these men are power hungry! Mr. Hodges is just like Glenview’s building. From the outside everything appears to be all pristine and beautiful but on the inside it is full of rot and disgust.  I intend on exposing him for what and who he really is! Ms. Amelia, I need to hear about everything that you know!”  Mr. Henderson stated.

Amelia still looking ahead said, “Frankly, Mr. Henderson, how do I know that I can trust you?  I don’t know who all is in with him on this thing?  I, of course, am concerned about all of the residents in Glenview, but my parents are who I am most concerned about.  I tried my best to get them to come home with me today and never return.  When I looked upon Mr. Hodges face, I saw pure evil. I fear for my parent’s safety!”  Amelia stated with tears in her eyes.

“Ms. Amelia, I understand your concerns, and yes you should be very concerned.  I have known your parents longer than you have.  Henry is a dear friend of mine. I want to put Mr. Hodges behind bars where he belongs.  I, however, need evidence and proof that he is doing what we both know he is!” Mr. Henderson convinced.

Thank you once again for “tuning in” or reading along with me!  It is my hope that you have been enjoying my Romance/Suspense novel, If Oak Trees Could Talk, for it has been my pleasure to share it with you!  As always I would love to hear from you.  I want to thank all of you that have begun following my WordPress blogs.  Please continue to “tune it” as we are moving right along through the book.

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