Chapter 5

That evening back at the cabin when Grant told her about the offer from the Shermans tears came in her eyes. "Let that be a lesson to you Doofus, when you're nice to people it comes back to haunt you. They're just trying to be nice to you in return you big marshmallow!"

The next day they returned to the property and began to walk over it. They picked where they wanted to place the cabin so they would disturb as few trees as possible, a horseshoe drive with a small parking area and so on. They decided that they would limb up the trees around the house and towards the lake to open it up some for viewing but leave the ones near the road to still give them as much privacy as possible.

Sherman joined them there and walked over the property with them. Knowing the land better he pointed out many things they had missed or overlooked. He also pointed out something they hadn't realized. "If you drop those two trees right there you could have them cut up for timber. You could floor your cabin with oak from your own property! Not many people can say that anymore. We have a sawmill not far away and they could cut it up and then kiln dry it for you. Leave it rough until after it's dried and then finish it. Be much cheaper than trying to buy flooring, even pine. Also you could have wider planks than normal oak flooring which would make it even more special. If there's any left over you could use it for cabinets, bookcases or what ever."

"Sherman, I'll contact my attorney right now to handle the paper work and if you would you can contact the mill to drop these two trees and cut them up. I'll bet they've been dying to get their hands on them anyway."

Pulling his phone out of his pocket and turning it on it began to ring. Answering it he held his breath. Few people knew the number of his phone, his parents and Grandpa, Cal and Jannie. It was Cal. Listening for a bit he turned to Sherman and asked, "Where's the closest airport?"

Repeating the location into the phone he started walking back towards the road. Most of his conversation consisted of 'Yes', 'no' and 'I see'. When he closed the phone and turned to they Jannie and Sherman could see the tears in his eyes.

"Sam's been injured, bad. He got knocked off a building. While only up four stories that's still too high. They wanted to take his leg off but Cal stopped them. Mom and Dad are on the way up here to let me know as I've had the phone turned off and they didn't know any other way to contact us. I need to pack and get to the airport. A plane will be here in an hour to take me to him. Jannie could you stay and tell my folks I'm enroute to Sam, please?"

Sherman followed them to the Smithson's cabin. His only explanation was, "I know the shortest way to the airport and you don't."

Taking time to toss a few thing into his pack and to grab his medical book Grant pulled Jannie to him and kissed her. "I love you. Never doubt that for a moment. I'll be in touch as soon as I know something. Please close the place up and return to the city. I'll see you there."

Hopping in the truck with Sherman they made it to the airport in seemingly no time. The wait seemed forever but was less than half an hour later a small corporate jet was in the pattern. When Grant tried to thank Sherman he cut him off, "Just being neighborly son, just being neighborly. You take care and don't worry about your lady, we'll see to everything on this end."

Once they were in the air Grant called Cal with his ETA and then told him why he had called originally. Cal assured him that ground transport would be standing by and that he would take care of the title transfer on the property also. Grant then asked him to meet him at the hospital with a half gallon of milk and a bottle of Karo syrup or something sweet like that.

He then began to ask about the extent of the injuries. Which were the most critical, the most life threatening and so on. By the time they were in the pattern for landing Grant had a good idea of what he was facing and have been studying up on it already. Leaving the plane and getting into the limo he continued to study his book until their arrival.

The first problem they ran into was getting admitted to Sam's room. The doctor in charge of the case acted as if he were related to Dr. Theodore Marshall and didn't want to allow Grant into the room much less to have anything to do with the patient.

Turning to Cal Grant told him. "Get this man's full name and start the paperwork NOW, I want to OWN everything he has!"

To the doctor trying to keep him out he said, "You can move out of my way or I will MOVE you, you pill pushing quack! That man in there is my Grandfather, he is 77 years old and any delay in his treatment could be fatal. Now YOU decide which it'll be," Grant told him, leaning forward menacingly.

Entering the room Grant first placed his hands on Sam's head to ease the pain he was in, knocking him out. He then moved to his chest to strengthen his heart and lungs, repairing any damage that was done to them and to that area of his body. His touch was gentle so as not to increase any of the injuries there. Before he was done Sam was already breathing easier. Looking over the x-rays he then took his head between his hands and concentrated. Stepping back from that he stirred a packet of his goop into a glass of milk sweetened with some of the syrup. Drinking that down he placed his hands above and below the injury to his Sam's right leg which was all but severed. Closing his eyes and concentrating he began to work on repairing the extensive damage. Even though groaning a few times from the exertion Grant continued. Leaning forward he put his head down on the side of the bed as he worked until Cal knocked his hands away.

"It's too much. You have to rest Grant. He's resting now, you've taken care of the worst of the problems. It won't do to lose you while you're trying to save him. Rest. You can do more later as needed."

Motioning for one of the nurses who had been watching, mouth agape, for assistance, they took him by the arms and supported him while moving him to a more comfortable chair in the corner of the room. Covering him with a blanket Grant was asleep before they even tucked him in.

Several hours later he stirred only to be pushed back down by his Mom. Cal had contacted them while they were enroute to Grant's vacation site to let them know that Grant was on the way back already.