Herbie: DinoThunder- Chapter 1

By Ryan T. Morris

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Kimberly Hart was a little excited. A few months ago, she graduated from the University of Florida with her teaching degree. A short time later, she got a job teaching Phys-Ed at Reefside High School, in Reefside, California. A small city about 30 miles south of San Francisco.

It was now near the end of August, after a couple of months of looking she found a house in Reefside. It was outside of town, a little bit in the country, but that was OK for her. She wanted some peace and quiet. Her stuff was all packed and on a truck heading to her new home in Reefside. She, on the other hand, was on her way to her Uncle Jim and Aunt Carol's house in San Francisco. Her Uncle Jim was a racecar driver in the late 60's and early 70's and he had long since retired.

Her fight was arriving late at night in San Francisco, so her aunt and uncle offered her a place to say for the night. She gladly accepted. Then next morning, she walked in to the kitchen. Uncle Jim and Aunt Carol were sitting at the table reading the newspaper and drinking coffee.

"Morning, Kim," said Aunt Carol.

"Good Morning," said Kim, as she walked over to the cupboard and took out a coffee mug.

"Did you sleep well?" asked Uncle Jim.

"Yeah, pretty good," said Kim, as she sat down at the table next to Uncle Jim, then she poured some cream into her coffee, "Thanks for letting me spend the night."

"It was no problem," said Uncle Jim, as he took a sip of coffee, "But, I must admit we sort of had an alterative motive for having you spend the night."

"Oh?" She said as she took a sip of coffee.

"Yeah, you see, your Uncle Jim and I have a little graduation/good luck on your new job/housewarming present for you," said Aunt Carol.

"You guys didn't have to get me anything."

"We know," said Uncle Jim, "but we wanted to. Why don't we go take a look at it? It's in the garage."

"OK," said Kim, kind of skeptically. The three of them walked out to the garage, and stood in front of the door. Uncle Jim pressed the button on the garage door opener and the garage door started to open. When the door was up, a Volkswagen Beetle rolled out of the garage and stopped in front of them. The Beetle was white with red, white, & blue racing stripes running across the trunk, the canvas sunroof, & the hood; big 53's on each of the doors, the trunk and the hood; a big pink bow sitting on top of the sunroof; and a giant tag that read "To Kim."

Kim was stunned, "Your giving Herbie to me?"

Uncle Jim smiled, "Well, he doesn't get out much anymore. And we figured you'd give him a good home."

Kim smiled and gave her Aunt and Uncle each a big hug, "Thank you, so much! But, is he OK with this?"

"Ask him yourself," said Aunt Carol.

Kim turned toward the little car and said, "Herbie? Are you OK with this?"

Herbie honked his horn in approval, and the three humans laughed. Later that morning, Herbie and Kim were on the road heading to Reefside. As she was driving she said, "Herbie, take over for a little bit. I want to check the map." The little car beeped "OK" Kim took her foot off the gas and her hands off the wheel and the car took control of the driving. Kim opened the map and started to look for Reefside, "Not too much further," she said. And, soon, they were at their new home.

The next day, Kim walked down to the mailbox. She got her mail and looked across the road and a mailbox at the end of a driveway on the other side. There wasn't a house as far as she could see. "Whoever it is must live deep in the woods." Then she walked over to it and read the name on the side. She almost dropped her mail. The side of the mailbox said "Dr. T. Oliver."

"No, it can't be," said Kim, "But, could it? I have to know." She looked toward her house and called out, "Herbie!" The little car drove down the driveway and pulled up to the edge of the road. Kim got in and started up T. Oliver's driveway. A short time latter, she pulled up to a house with a black Jeep in front. She stopped the car and got out. Then, she walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. There was no answer, so she rang it again, still no answer. So she turned and started to walk off the porch, then she heard the door open. She turned around and saw him, Tommy. He had much shorter hair, a little bit of a goatee, and wore glasses, but she knew it was him and she fainted.

To Be Continued…