First of all, thanks to Ditey for reading and reviewing this. I really
appreciate it. And, second, sorry about the short chapter. The next one
should be longer. Enjoy.
Meeting Dr. Brown
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Calla and Ephram walked at a leisurely pace down Main Street. She would pause every now and then to look into store windows or to read signs posted above doors. "Everwood has a train station?" Calla questioned as her gaze brought her attention to the brick building on the other side of the street.
"Used to be. It's doctor's office now," Ephram replied, following her across the road.
Calla stopped under the sign and read it like she had the others. "Doctor Andrew Brown. Name sounds familiar." She thought for a moment, and Ephram thought she was making the 'miraculous surgeon' connection. "Relation of yours?"
"Yeah, actually. My dad."
"Oh. . .You don't seem so happy about that."
"Yeah, well. . ." He started to head down the sidewalk.
"You're not gonna introduce me?" she asked, grinning. "I could go in, introduce myself, and - Dad? Hi."
Ephram became completely confused, then turned to look behind him where Calla's gaze was fixed. "Hey, Calla," the man said, approaching the teens.
"This is Ephram. Ephram, my dad." Calla said, the same tone of voice and expression on her face as that which Ephram had when he told her that Dr. Andrew Brown was his father. Ephram smiled, knowing the feeling.
"Hello, Mr. Porter," Ephram greeted, shaking Marcus' hand.
"Hello, Ephram. Well, I was just over there," he said, pointing to an empty building near Dr. Abbott's office with a sale sign in the window. "I think it's a keeper." He noticed the look on Calla's face. "Um, well, I think I'll be going. It's good to see you're making friends on your first day. It was nice to meet you Ephram."
"You, too." Ephram nodded as Marcus left the two alone. "What's he gonna do with that building?"
"He's gonna open an art studio or a gallery. A place to sell his art. Maybe give classes? I'm not sure."
"You take after him?" At the look Calla was giving him, he explained. "You were doing sketches in the library."
"Oh. Kinda, I suppose. I'll never be as good as he is, but one can hope. So. . .you met my dad. . ."
"Now you want to meet mine."
"Yep."
Ephram held the door open for her and followed her inside. "Hi, Edna."
"Hey there, kiddo. Who's your friend?" the older woman at the desk asked, gesturing at Calla.
"This is Calla Porter. She moved here recently. Calla, this is Edna Harper, my dad's nurse."
Calla went over to the desk and shook Edna's hand. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Harper."
"Please - call me Edna."
"Nice to meet you, Edna." Calla smiled.
Edna smiled in return. "When did you get here?"
"Yesterday."
A door opened from behind Edna's desk. "Take one pill twice daily and that should clear right up," the man with the beard, who Calla was guessing to be Dr. Brown, was saying, handing a prescription to a thirty-something woman. As she thanked him and walked towards the exit, Dr. Brown became aware of Ephram and Calla. "Hello. Ephram, why aren't you in school?"
"I don't have class. This is Calla Porter. I'm showing her around Everwood - she moved here yesterday. Cale, my dad, Dr. Brown," introduced.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Brown," Calla said, as she moved to shake his outstretched hand. "Oh! At first, I couldn't place the name and the face, but I recognize you now. It's wonderful to meet you."
"Thank you. It's nice meeting you, too, Calla. How do you like Everwood so far?"
"Well, I couldn't have hoped to run into more delightful people. Everyone's been really nice."
Andy glanced at Ephram. "That's nice to know. Everwood is a great place."
"Oh, well, hey. Why don't you guys come over for dinner?"
"You sure? Your parents won't mind?" Andy looked at Ephram, who shrugged in reply.
"Yeah. My dad would be honored to have you at dinner."
"Well, um, okay."
"Seven sound good?"
"Sure."
"We live at. . .I'm not quite sure of the number, but it's the very last house on Magnolia Drive."
"Okay. Tonight at seven. We'll be there."
"Neat."
"Well," Ephram began, "we should be going. There's more of Everwood to see."
"Okay. See you tonight, Dr. Brown. Edna, is was nice meeting you."
Dr. Brown and Edna said their goodbye's as Ephram led Calla out the front door. "Nice girl," Edna commented. "Look's like Ephram's got a new friend."
"I wonder how she did it," Andy laughed, retreating back into his office.
Meeting Dr. Brown
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Calla and Ephram walked at a leisurely pace down Main Street. She would pause every now and then to look into store windows or to read signs posted above doors. "Everwood has a train station?" Calla questioned as her gaze brought her attention to the brick building on the other side of the street.
"Used to be. It's doctor's office now," Ephram replied, following her across the road.
Calla stopped under the sign and read it like she had the others. "Doctor Andrew Brown. Name sounds familiar." She thought for a moment, and Ephram thought she was making the 'miraculous surgeon' connection. "Relation of yours?"
"Yeah, actually. My dad."
"Oh. . .You don't seem so happy about that."
"Yeah, well. . ." He started to head down the sidewalk.
"You're not gonna introduce me?" she asked, grinning. "I could go in, introduce myself, and - Dad? Hi."
Ephram became completely confused, then turned to look behind him where Calla's gaze was fixed. "Hey, Calla," the man said, approaching the teens.
"This is Ephram. Ephram, my dad." Calla said, the same tone of voice and expression on her face as that which Ephram had when he told her that Dr. Andrew Brown was his father. Ephram smiled, knowing the feeling.
"Hello, Mr. Porter," Ephram greeted, shaking Marcus' hand.
"Hello, Ephram. Well, I was just over there," he said, pointing to an empty building near Dr. Abbott's office with a sale sign in the window. "I think it's a keeper." He noticed the look on Calla's face. "Um, well, I think I'll be going. It's good to see you're making friends on your first day. It was nice to meet you Ephram."
"You, too." Ephram nodded as Marcus left the two alone. "What's he gonna do with that building?"
"He's gonna open an art studio or a gallery. A place to sell his art. Maybe give classes? I'm not sure."
"You take after him?" At the look Calla was giving him, he explained. "You were doing sketches in the library."
"Oh. Kinda, I suppose. I'll never be as good as he is, but one can hope. So. . .you met my dad. . ."
"Now you want to meet mine."
"Yep."
Ephram held the door open for her and followed her inside. "Hi, Edna."
"Hey there, kiddo. Who's your friend?" the older woman at the desk asked, gesturing at Calla.
"This is Calla Porter. She moved here recently. Calla, this is Edna Harper, my dad's nurse."
Calla went over to the desk and shook Edna's hand. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Harper."
"Please - call me Edna."
"Nice to meet you, Edna." Calla smiled.
Edna smiled in return. "When did you get here?"
"Yesterday."
A door opened from behind Edna's desk. "Take one pill twice daily and that should clear right up," the man with the beard, who Calla was guessing to be Dr. Brown, was saying, handing a prescription to a thirty-something woman. As she thanked him and walked towards the exit, Dr. Brown became aware of Ephram and Calla. "Hello. Ephram, why aren't you in school?"
"I don't have class. This is Calla Porter. I'm showing her around Everwood - she moved here yesterday. Cale, my dad, Dr. Brown," introduced.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Brown," Calla said, as she moved to shake his outstretched hand. "Oh! At first, I couldn't place the name and the face, but I recognize you now. It's wonderful to meet you."
"Thank you. It's nice meeting you, too, Calla. How do you like Everwood so far?"
"Well, I couldn't have hoped to run into more delightful people. Everyone's been really nice."
Andy glanced at Ephram. "That's nice to know. Everwood is a great place."
"Oh, well, hey. Why don't you guys come over for dinner?"
"You sure? Your parents won't mind?" Andy looked at Ephram, who shrugged in reply.
"Yeah. My dad would be honored to have you at dinner."
"Well, um, okay."
"Seven sound good?"
"Sure."
"We live at. . .I'm not quite sure of the number, but it's the very last house on Magnolia Drive."
"Okay. Tonight at seven. We'll be there."
"Neat."
"Well," Ephram began, "we should be going. There's more of Everwood to see."
"Okay. See you tonight, Dr. Brown. Edna, is was nice meeting you."
Dr. Brown and Edna said their goodbye's as Ephram led Calla out the front door. "Nice girl," Edna commented. "Look's like Ephram's got a new friend."
"I wonder how she did it," Andy laughed, retreating back into his office.
