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    CHAPTER ONE – Dr Porter

    Chapter One – Doctor Porter

    Dateline: January 12, 2017

    Eight Days until Inauguration Day –

    At this time of the morning the drive from my home in Virginia to my suite of labs and offices near Langley is never congested.  The turn off for the massive CIA headquarters is miles before my own exit off the small highway that winds its way past horse farms and turn-of-the-century Victorian homes surrounded by ancient oak trees and pastoral orchards.  I crack the car window open a few inches and inhale the woodsy scents of the fields still frosty in early January.  The chilly breeze lifts the dark curls off my left shoulder and before I reach for the radio – to hear the first news of the day – I stop myself and curl my fingers tighter around the steering wheel instead.

    The news I fear has been irrevocably changed by the election of Donald Trump, and in defense of my sanity I just cannot listen to another one of Trump’s tweets read aloud.  On my drive to work I used to enjoy morning radio programs, but they’ve devolved into an implausible search for coherent message and meaning inside the circus tent of Trumpworld.  Where political commentators mimic shamans, who look for mystical signs in the entrails of dead baboons, and American journalists search for policy in Donald Trump’s Twitter account.  It’s been an astonishing twelve months to live through and once again, it’s January.

    Nevertheless, as infuriating as it has been, each day I give our national dilemma some thought and I have my own impossibly complicated work to pay attention to.  How to remedy the unimaginable brain damage of my patients?  That’s what waiting for me at my office.  Do I try a complicated system of electrical micro-pulses I’ve designed for the combat vet lying in a vegetative state?  How do I treat the woman whose car crash has left her unable to speak or move her legs?  These are but two, on my long list of responsibilities, and that’s before I even delve into the neuroscience research technology I’ve committed to R & D.

    My Audi speeds by the icy brown leaves of winter, so stuck and frozen together on the roadside they barely stir an inch as I drive past.  So, I ask my silent radio, ”Who has the more impossible task?  You as political pundits trying to divine the truth in a tweet, or me as a brain surgeon!?”

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      • Thanks Tee! I’ve got to get Dr Porter all tangled up with the spies and then satisfy her with a date with the journalist. Anything in particular you’d like to see unfold in this thriller?

        • I love the serious side of Bette as well as her occasional uptightness but I also love when she has fun and turns on that charm that the ladies love so much.

    1. Welcome back Command:

      I like very much your story; it is very much your style, I was missing it; the thematic is excellent and I think the story is very promising; thank you so much for bringing this (the topic) here. I will be waiting for a sooner update. Thanks again

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      • Hiya Don70,

        It’s enjoyable to get back to fiction writing. I’ve missed it terribly! Feels good to vent through Bette, too. As has been said many times in the American media of late, no one can believe the unravelings of this administration and to write it as a political thriller, no one would believe it. Then I thought – Well, I can come up with something that Bette would enjoy a romp through. Believable or not, I’m delighted you’re enjoying the tale so far!

      • WKM, Agreed! While on a recent bike ride Trump’s escalating non compos mentis was unnerving to envision so, I gave the case to Dr Porter. We’ll do less brain surgery in the next chapter and more action. So far, we have a brilliant doctor, a black horse, an able trusted assistant and a crush on a TV pundit. I think I can shake and stir that into something interesting!

        My thanks for your comment!

    2. Welcome back and wow, with a story involving Bette and a Black horse, both dear to me. That and a Tv pundit who she has a crush on and the Trump character who is crazy and not alone in fiction, is a very interesting mix for a fantastic story!

      I am happy that you are back!

      Looking forward to the next update!

      • Nice to see you too!

        We’re in sync on Bette needing a dark horse as a friend. I have a wonderful picture of Nightingale we’ll see in the next chapter…coming soon.

        I was particularly focused on the breaking news from Capitol Hill yesterday and it couldn’t possibly have been any stranger, except of course today it is!

        Upcoming, Doctor Porter has some interesting thoughts on mental psychosis. I hope you’ll find those and more interesting.

    3. Very, very interesting story, please post more. Okay, how the heck did they know Bette had a theory about the President-elect. She only talked to Cassie about it, then whispered in the man’s ear with him unconscious. I want more of this story. Please post more. Thanks.

      • Delighted you’re engaged and hoping for more. We go into theories in Chapter Two. I hope you find her delivery amusing. I’ve written most of the next chapter and plan to post before dark CST time.

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