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Magnolia Island
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Magnolia Island
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- Oct 28, 2011
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- 9781467076517
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Magnolia Island - Asbury H. Williams
1-800-839-8640
© 2011 by Asbury H. Williams, M. D. All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.
First published by AuthorHouse 10/25/2011
ISBN: 978-1-4670-7650-0 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4670-7649-4 (hc)
ISBN: 978-1-4670-7651-7 (ebk)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2011919238
Printed in the United States of America
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Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Epilogue One
Epilogue Two
To our dear friend
Rev. J. Kirk
Thank You
Prologue
The sun rose lazily over the Atlantic horizon, slowly placing its shimmering rays over the sparsely inhabited island, drawing up moisture from the rich vegetation, and saturating the already humid air with even more moisture. A few cirrus clouds passed slowly overhead. The island off the coast of South Carolina is unnamed on any map, but the residents call it Magnolia Island.
It is a huge island about as large as Hilton Head. There is no way to get to the island except by boat. It isn’t unusual to see occasional nude families camping on the island, but all of this is about to make a major change. Over twenty years ago a large group of students and teachers from Clemson University came over from the mainland and planted over two hundred small magnolia trees on the island. The Magnolia Grandiflora, otherwise known as the southern magnolia, has a fragrant white flower. The island is now covered with beautiful, twenty year old magnolias that are breathtaking in their beauty. There are no power lines or phone lines to be seen. The only available electricity to be found is provided by small diesel generators.
Dr. Adam Walker stretched slowly as he woke up out of a deep sleep. He looked out at the sky through the window of his ocean front cabin and knew that it was going to be sweltering again for the 5th straight broiling day. There is almost no breeze at all, just the unrelenting heat every day.
This is his 2nd year on the island, living in quiet lonely solitude. There are a few people scratching out a basic living by growing vegetables on the island and selling them on the mainland, but that is about to change. His rustic cabin is far superior to those occupied by the island people, but it is nothing like the plush home that he and his wife had lived in before the scandal and their divorce. He walked into the kitchen, lit the propane gas water heater, and began to prepare breakfast on his propane gas stove. Eggs, overlight, grits made so thick that you could turn the pot upside down without spilling it, sausage patties, toast made in the gas oven, brewed Maxwell House coffee.
He heaped a large spoonful of the ultra thick grits onto his plate and began to mix the egg yolks and egg whites into the grits. He ate very slowly. Time had little meaning on the island. Even after almost two years of living here on the island, he still couldn’t adjust to the dreary isolation. Finally finishing his leisurely breakfast, he stood up and rinsed his dishes with hot water heated on the gas stove. He had a deep well outside and used his portable electric generator to pump water up to a tower, so he had no lack of running water.
He walked out onto his porch and noticed 3 of the local residents sitting lazily in front of the small medical office, which was located behind his house. Hello, Caleb, Hello Gus, Hello Ransome,
he called out to the men. Mornin’, Dr. Walker. How you doing?
Gus called back. The men looked more alert than usual. Their usual lackadaisical manner was less apparent.
What you think about the bridge, Dr. Walker?
Ransome called out. Adam smiled. That’s all anybody wanted to talk anymore on the isolated Magnolia Island. The Strom Thurmond bridge builders were getting ready to begin construction, extending a bridge from the South Carolina coast 70 miles south of Charleston, touching down briefly on one tiny barrier island, and ending at Magnolia Island.
Civilization was quickly coming to Magnolia Island! The developers had bought up over 95% of the island. Adam and a few poor island families still owned the other small percentage. All of the islanders were excited except for Adam.
They were looking forward to big jobs and a better standard of living.
Adam sighed at their naivete. They would be in for a very big disappointment. If they were lucky, they would probably be mowing grass and taking out garbage for minimum wages. He stepped into his primitive office and began seeing patients. Two sore throats, one gastritis, some infected insect bites, a cut to sew up. Adam allowed himself a brief moment to think about his life before the scandal. His plush cardio-thoracic surgical practice in Columbia. Respected by all of his colleagues. He had been on the cutting edge of his profession making innovative advances in surgical procedures. He had even flown his private 6 passenger jet plane to Harvard and many other teaching hospitals to demonstrate his new state of the art procedures. He had had everything anyone could want. Then the scandal happened and his having to move to the island or somewhere similar in disgrace. He was thankful that he still had a license to practice medicine, but had almost given up any hope of returning to a lucrative practice. Now he was living in lonely seclusion on the island. The forced seclusion. But this seclusion wouldn’t last much longer. Construction of the bridge would be starting any time now. Magnolia Island was about to become the most exclusive resort development in the country. It was going to be a paradise location for the rich and famous with a world class hospital. These poor naive uneducated residents on the island had no idea what they were in for.
Dr. Walker noticed that some of the residents were gathering near the boat shed. Many of them took a free ride on Dr. Walker’s fifty-foot twin diesel boat to the mainland every Tuesday and Saturday to buy groceries and meet some friends. The islanders grew tomatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, okra and other vegetables which they would take to the mainland to sell or trade. There wasn’t a whole lot left to do.
When Magnolia Island was ready for occupancy, there would be plenty of work cleaning yards, cutting grass, making minor repairs. It wouldn’t be much longer and the islanders could hardly wait. They were so naive. They
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