The Chair 4

By abbacor

 

This story is based on a trilogy that I found decades ago which was written by a Catherine A. It was quite simply titled, The Chair 1, 2, & 3.

This is my take on that concept.

 

Chapter One

 

Andrew was sure he had finally done it, this time. All of those false starts, dead-end alley’s, and years of research. Consulting of pretty much any kind of mystic charts, astrological signs, and omens and portends from the past to the future. Uncounted lost finances from consultations with hucksters, shysters, con-men and women, psychics, and diviners. Prayers, supposed deals with every type of devil and demon, and plain, simple, blood sweat and tears. It just had to be his turn and tomorrow he would find out if it had all been worth it.

It Was Just Supposed to be Routine

 

It was just supposed to be a routine dual procedure. Two simple operations that are done ten or twenty times a day. Maybe not together, but still. But then, there was the accident at the stop light, followed by a screw up or two during that double op surgery. And after all that, there was the other problem.

But I’m getting ahead of things, let me back up and start from the beginning ...

 

 

I Was A Scoliosis Cast Model: A Price Of A Wish Story

 

I Was A Scoliosis Cast Model

A Price Of A Wish Story

 

 

 

I needed extra credit to keep my grade point average up to the level my parents expected. There were a couple of subjects that I do not do so well on, but I only needed to take as a basic course requirement for collage. As far as I was concerned I would never need them once I got out into the ‘real world’.

 

Thankfully the school I was attending at the time did not care where the points came from, or if they were in any way related to your major or not. In that way I had been volunteering each year with a professor who was teaching a course I never studied under. He needed a model to use and I fit the requirements he was looking for.