Gene's Story or How I Gained a Cousin A novel by Karen Lockhart Copyright 2016

CHAPTER 64

“Hello Tina, what's going on?” Ginny asked,”He did?”.

I'm going crazy, dieing to hear the other side of the phone call. Finally Tina 'hung up'. She just stood looking out the window.

“Tina said that Captain Smith was interested in the break-in. She offered to let the police look at her father's paperwork in the desk, and anywhere else they find some. Smith seemed taken aback at the offer, but accepted right away, saying he'd see her first thing in the morning.”

“Wow, sounds like he was shocked to be given the keys to the kingdom.” I paused a moment, “You know Ginny, the State Police were hindered by the FBI when they were after the Winter Hill gang, Whitey Bulger in particular.”

Ginny snorted, “I wonder if Smith was part of that? He seems to be the type of cop that would be on that organized crime unit.”

Blue Bloods was starting, so any other chatting would have to wait for commercials.

Finally the show was over, and the TV station went right to the weather. The weatherman started right out with a flood watch for most of Eastern Massachusetts tomorrow. It seems a large warm low pressure front would be slowly moving through the area bringing 2 to 3 inches of rain.

Steve was right again!

“Believe it or not, but most places won't have a white Christmas this year, as this is the first of a
series of lows marching eastward across the country from Oregon, bring a lot of rain with them, causing flood in West Virginia, and locally where we have so much snow on the ground.”

The station went to a commercial break for 3 minutes, when they came back the two reporters, looking serious, said,”Remember those roofs we told you to shovel off? Well, if you didn't a lot of buildings may collapse. This is because the snow is like a sponge when it rains, absorbing a lot of water and increasing it's weight by a factor of 5.”
At that, Ginny groaned, Will I ever hear the end of that? First you, then Steve,now these talking heads,grr”

To make it worse, I started laughing, rocking back and forth on the sofa. I told you, I told you!

“Did you hear about the arson fire at the clinic in Montreal.” Ginny asked, “There's supposed to be a backlog of 1100 patients.”

“Oh no, does this affect you Ginny. What will you do, other clinics have a 6 month waiting list or longer.”

“There was over $700,000 damage done to the surgical clinic. The fire was a while ago, maybe that's how I got my surgery date so quickly. Although, you'd think it would be the other way around.”

“Ginny, you are the luckiest person alive. The only guess I have is no one else had letters of approval for the end of January.”

“I wonder if you walk in with cash, not insurance. to the Thailand clinics,if you can fast track the procedures.”

I laughed at that, “Do you have the phone number of that big clinic in Thailand? The clinic with the great web site. If you do, why not call them just in case, you never know.”

Ginny smiled at that idea, “I don't know if I wrote one down, but I'll call up the web site tomorrow. If there's no phone number, maybe there is a contact email address.”

“There must be, how else would you get information on the surgery requirements and make appointments.?”

“Ellen, should I call the Trinidad clinic also? The people done there are called 'Bibber's Girls'.
What do you think, do I look like a Brassad's Babe?”

“Why not call and find out if the doctor has nic-names for his patients. Hopefully, they have a sense of humour. Remember, you'll be unconscious for quite a while.”

“You just gave me the chills up my spine, Thanks, Ellen.”

“Are you kidding, any surgeon that does this work must have a sense of humour, at least to cheer up patients in pain. And that applies to everyone I think.”

“You do realize how much pain is involved in this process, don't you Ginny? And also dilating the newly constructed vaginal area every day, several times a day for months to make sure you don't collapse and are able to have sex?”

Now she turned red thinking of the reason for dilating. “Hey, I've read the dilation can be very pleasant, after all, those stretchers are similar to dildos, you know like that thing in your night stand drawer .”

Now it was my turn to redden.”That is for relieving muscle knots.”

“Yeah, and I know how far in the muscles are, about 8 inches, right?”

“Boy, I'm glad no one else is here to hear this, otherwise I would have to fess up and die from embarrassment. Enough of this, time to change the topic. We have a riding lesson tomorrow, are you going to tell Cathy of your childhood horse ownership?”

Ginny looked embarrassed again, in all the excitement with my letter, I forgot all about that. I guess I have to.”

“Yes, this gives her an idea just how much she can throw at you, and if you would rather ride Western, she an teach you that also.”

She perked up, “Have you seen the slinky outfits girls wear when they show Western? Think of the shopping and trying on of clothes. All a guy does is buy boots and chaps. Think of the sparkling blouses and differently colored hats and cute boots, OMG I think I'm getting excited just thinking of the clothes!”

“Ginny only you would get this excited over shopping. Don't forget, Cathy has to approve the outfits.”

But the ones she doesn't, I can wear every day, and spurs! Those would be cool to walk around in.”

“I've got a honky-tonk room-mate. Ginny you surprise me! Are we going to put sawdust on the floor, and play those tear-jerker country songs all day?”

“No, but I can get excited about the shopping and wearing spurs.”

“Ginny, did Kevin say whether or not he'd be there tomorrow when you spoke with him? Oh wow, you can give him the news on your letter. Wait a minute, the weather is back on. Lets see about when the rain is going to start.”

The weather guessers thought the rain would start before dawn, about 4 AM, and become heavy by noon. Most of the rain would end by 8 PM. Overall we should receive 2 to 3 inches total.
It 's expected to have a major effect on the snow pack. The temperatures will be in the 40's all day, with mid 50's tomorrow.

Ginny and I set out a little early for our lessons in the morning figuring the possibility of flooded roads, and Ginny wanted time to explain her new-found riding ability to Cathy, No mention will be made of Gene and his barrel-racing wishes.

We got three coffees, one for Cathy to drink as Ginny wove her tale. Always bribe the teacher when you tell her you were 'sand-bagging', (under reporting ability for an advantage). I don't think Cathy will be angry, just as I don't think she thought she was Superteacher either.

The parking lot was a mess, puddles everywhere, mud showing in spots, and huge snow banks from the front loader that plowed there.

We grabbed our stuff, and my saddle headed for the tack room and Cathy. After some swapping of blizzard stories, Ginny had a heart to heart with Cathy about her riding when she was young and her accident that left her scared of big horses.

Cathy was okay with it,saying she had been scratching her head over Ginny's sudden ability, from lesson to lesson. She was actually happy, knowing Ginny could be pushed along. Her desire to ride Western was good, Cathy had a older, past World Champion just hanging around and was available for lease. This would save Ginny a good $20,000 trying to find a horse as good.

“Ellen, do you know what's going on with Tina, she sounded strange on the phone the other day.”

I sat back and filled her in on most of it, leaving out the more personal things Tina had told me and Ginny.

“The poor kid, having the uncertainty of her father's death. I knew he was some kind of criminal but not that big.

Get your horses ready, Ginny you'll ride Junior today, let's see what you can do Western.