Islam Rising by Johnny Jacks

Author:Johnny Jacks [Jacks, Johnny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: TEOTWAWKI
Published: 2017-12-25T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Could She Be The One?

Year 3

Grayson pulled into Laura’s long driveway. The house was a modest ranch in a neighborhood of homes with a couple of acres each. Walking towards her house, he was startled when an aged, half-bald man came out of the house next door pointing a 12-gauge shotgun at him.

“What are you doing over there?”

Grayson automatically reached for his 1911 .45 ACP, but he’d left it at home to prevent scaring Laura on their first date.

Laura opened a window and shouted. “It’s okay, Mr. Becker! This is my friend, Grayson.”

“Okay, Laura.” Becker lowered his shotgun. “We’re sort of protective of Miss Laura since she lost her husband.”

“No problem, Mr. Becker.” He was miffed the old man got the drop on him, but put on his best manners. “My name is Grayson Dean. I recently purchased the Smith place.”

Becker placed the 12-gauge on his porch, walked briskly over to Grayson, and offered his hand. “Sorry for the shotgun, but you can’t be too careful these days.”

“I understand.” They shook hands. “I’m sure Laura appreciates you looking out for her.”

Mr. Becker lowered his voice. “Actually, she can outshoot me, but I can’t help myself. Laura is like a daughter to us. If this were a few years earlier, I’d want to know where you’re going, what you’re doing, and what time you’re returning.”

“Sir, we’re going to the Round Up to have dinner and do a little dancing, then to a movie. I’ll have her home by midnight.”

“None of that close and up-tight dancing, and you’ll have her home by eleven, young feller.”

“Yes, sir.”

Their laughter lingered as Laura exited her front door and locked it behind her. A small boy, wearing pajamas and flip-flops, held her hand. “Grayson, this is my son, Austin. He’s four.”

Grayson took the shy little boy’s hand offered him. “Hi, Austin. It’s nice to meet you.”

Austin looked wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the big man. “Are you my daddy?”

Grayson looked to Laura and she picked up the boy.

“No, sweetie. This is Mommy’s friend. Now, go with Mr. Becker. I’ll come over in the morning and get you.”

She put him down and the old man took Austin’s hand. “You kids have fun. Austin enjoys spending the night with us when Laura is on call at the hospital.”

Under Becker’s watchful eye, Grayson offered his arm and escorted Laura to his pickup. He opened the door and held her hand, as she stepped on the running board and up into his big pickup truck.

“Well, you’re a gentleman, and that’s a good thing. Take care and have her home before eleven. I don’t want to have to come looking for you, boy!” Becker’s gruff tone threw in a chuckle.

“Sir, I don’t want you to come looking for me with that 12-gauge.”

“Earnest Becker! Get yorself over here with the boy and leave them young’uns alone.”

“I’m coming, Bertha,” he grumbled. “See y’all later. Nice to meet you, Mr. Dean”

“Same here, Mr. Becker. Please call me Grayson.”

Grayson and Laura drove out of sight before cracking up.

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