The Freezer (Genesis Endeavor Book 1)

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Author: David Kersten
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or to his dead wife
and daughter, and he couldn’t get away from the feeling that Monday would once
again bring bad news.

               Chapter 2
    Jack snapped out of his reverie and looked at the gauges. Everything
looked good, so he put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway. Bill’s
office was not far, and morning traffic in the small city of Great Falls,
Montana was pretty much nonexistent. He didn’t bother to turn on the radio. They’ll
probably just be playing more of that hippie music, he thought as he turned
into the parking lot. He pulled up next to the doctor’s car, a 1959 Chevy Bel
Air, four door with sea-foam green and white paint. It was very similar to the
one he had traded in the year before. There was only one other car in the small
lot, a 1963 Dodge Polara that looked like it hadn’t been washed in a month. That
was Bill’s secretary. The secretary . “Dammit Bill, what the hell are you
thinking” he mumbled to himself. If his own problems weren’t enough, it seemed
the rest of the world was going to hell in a hand basket. If the Commies didn’t
attack, the hippies would end up turning this country into a socialist mess
anyway. Even though he knew from experience that war was not a good thing, he
couldn’t help but think that maybe if some of these “new age” hippie type kids
got a taste of the real world, they might see how great of a country we have,
and stop trying so hard to change it. Pushing the thought from his mind, he
opened the door to the small office building.
    Music was playing softly in the background, but rather than
the typical music one would hear in a waiting room, it was rock and roll. Not
real rock and roll like Elvis or Buddy Holly, but more of this new stuff the
hippies liked. It sounded like something from the Doors. Figures, he thought.
    “Good morning Jack.” The secretary stood up when he walked
in, a nervous looking smile on her face. She was around twenty five years old,
busty, blond, and, remembering the last time he was here, had a pretty nice ass
too. Her dress was a yellow and orange flower print that was cut just low
enough to show about two inches of cleavage and just high enough to expose a
few inches of her thighs. Her bouffant hair was done up to perfection and her
attractive face didn’t need makeup, although like most girls her age she was
wearing lipstick and a little too much eye shadow.
    “Good morning.” He put a fake smile on his face to match her
nervous one. What he wanted to say was, “How are Bill’s wife and kids?” That
would be rude, though, and it really wasn’t his business.
    “I’ll tell Bi... er... Dr. Callun that you’re here.” She
blushed a little as she turned around. Jack watched her sway down the hall and
thought to himself, I can see the temptation, but damn, you’ve got three
kids you stupid asshole.
    Jack loved his wife dearly, but she had been gone for almost
two years now. Little things constantly reminded him of her, and every thought
brought a little pain along with it. But the pain got a little less each day,
and sometimes the memories contained joy instead of anxiety. For the past
couple months he had been thinking it was time to get his life back on track. He
figured the first step was finding a nice girl, preferably one he could settle
down with. He was young and healthy, made damn good money, and was, as he had
recalled that morning in front of the mirror, ruggedly handsome. What’s not
to like?
    “Jack, you can go in now.” He snapped back to reality, and
when he regained focus, his eyes were pointing directly at her cleavage making
it look like he was ogling her. He quickly looked away, probably making him
appear even guiltier than he felt. Now it was his turn to blush. He stepped
away from her without another word.
    As he walked down the hall his mind went back to figuring
out where he could meet a decent woman. These days there were plenty of young,
loose women running

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