Greybeards Love Everlasting: Greybeard Series

By Sherry Hutchison

Do you believe in ghosts, restless spirits; that they sometimes linger because they have unfinished business?

They seek retribution. Perhaps they simply can't let go of the love they left behind. Some who cross Greybeards path never live to tell their story.

Others revered the ghost man who appeared to save them in their moment of need.

For Greybeard it is both of these reasons that he lingers. Retribution and pure love.

He searched the highways until he found Letty the love of his life. The woman he would have married and Jimmy the son he never knew.

Now Greybeard has returned for Letty in her final hour of need. His love is everlasting.

This is Greybeards final story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sherry Hutchison
• Release date: Oct 27, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201050115

Sherry Hutchison

I am a multi-genre author. I was that book geek hanging out at the local library every Saturday. I stepped through those doors into a magical world in which anything was possible.  I spend my time between Missouri & Texas with my hubby Chris and two fur-babies, Max & Maisie.

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For Chris

And so, the story continues as Greybeard returns for his love, so do you always return to me.

Special Mention:

Dedicated to Shane Hutchison, Chris’ baby brother who passed suddenly during the writing of this story. I’d like to think he’s driving his Peterbilt in heaven.

Trucker’s Poem

For Chris

Take me down that road Mr. Trucker man.

I want to see what you saw way back then.

Let me shift the gears and feel the strength beneath your hands.

Tell me stories of days gone by.

Bet it was cool back then, to put the pedal to the metal and let the gears unwind.

Had you CB Radio and a convoy nearby, listening to the County Mounty and the White Knight.

As you slip down the back roads keeping out of sight.

Can I back it up like you used to do? Just for old times’ sake.

Soon I’ll be older man, just like you.

Wish I had half the memories you did of way back then.

So go full throttle just as fast as you can and take me down that road Mr. Trucker Man!

Prologue

LETTY SAT IN THE DOCTOR’S office in silence unable to mutter a word. The words Ovarian Cancer, stage four screamed inside her head over and over. How can this be? It hadn’t been eight months ago Letty had been treated for cists on her ovaries. She regretted her decisions now to wait on contacting her doctor. She should have called him sooner. She just thought she would need a hysterectomy. They had run test. She always assumed whatever the problem was it could be somehow fixed. Something had gone wrong, and Letty couldn’t be fixed. The cancer had progressed so fast. At fifty-four years of age, she was on a short list for life.

Dr. Santo’s wiped the tears from his eyes as he gave a patient he thought of as a daughter, her death notice. She had six to eight months at the most. The cancer was spreading rapidly.

She loved her job at the local post office and was worried about who would cover her route if she took off for surgery. Now none of that mattered. She realized how stupid that fleeting thought was. They’d replace her anyway after she was gone.

She’d been with Dr. Santo’s many years and trusted him without question. He’d delivered her only son Jimmy thirty years ago.

She still lived in the tiny house in Tulsa, Oklahoma she had managed to purchase and make payments on when she’d found out she was pregnant. She’d raised Jimmy there until he left home at the age of twenty.

She sat in her car now outside the doctor’s office. She had no idea how long she sat there. Time didn’t matter to her now, except it should. She had things to do before she left this earth. How would she tell Jimmy about this?

He’d worked his way up through the local Sheriff’s Department here in OK, which had led to his dream position as a Ranger in Tucson, Arizona.

She was so proud of her son. At thirty years old, he remained unmarried except to his law career. He still dated that nice girl, Sunni from the bank. Neither of them seemed in any hurry to take things further.

Letty ran her hands through her long brown hair and wiped the tears that fell from her eyes. She’d go home and call her best friend Susan.

She had no idea how she would tell Jimmy this horrid news. Sometimes life just wasn’t fair.

She remembered the nice man Greg whom she had dated for several months. Had that really been nine years ago? He would have been the only man to try to replace Greybeard in her heart and soul. She’d ran him off because of her inability to escape the past and what could have been, for what she could have in the future.

As Letty did millions of times throughout the past twenty years, her mind would drift to Douglas Greyson AKA Graybeard, her trucker. He had been taken from her in a violent way. Murdered and left on the side of the road. She’d never known what had happened to him until Jimmy got his position at the local Sheriff’s Department when he turned twenty-one. He’d never known his father.

She’d waited twenty years to find out what her love had endured trying to get back to her. She felt some peace when she realized that Greybeard hadn’t abandoned her and their unborn child as she had thought all those years.

Then a miracle happened ten years ago and Greybeard returned. He’d, or rather his Ghost, had been wandering up and down route 66 from Oklahoma to Arizona near Superstition Mountains. He was always in his 359 Peterbilt Truck.

She broke open with a fresh torrent of tears and let them stream down her face. Lord knew how tired she was. She remembered the night Jimmy took her to Arizona to Superstition Mountains where she saw Greybeard’s ghost.

He looked handsome in his cowboy hat and boots. He had his gun on his hip as he always had. The evening, moonlight had filtered through his body. She remembered reaching out for him, wanting to hold him, speak with him, stay with him. It tortured her to watch him leave her again.

Jimmy carried a lot of guilt after that, as to if he did the right thing, sharing his secret with his mom. He had been seeing Greybeards Ghost several months before sharing with his mom. He wanted her to realize his father hadn’t deserted them, he was taken from them.

Letty assured her son that he had done the right thing, taking her to see Greybeard. No matter how painful it was, it was a sweet realization knowing her trucker had been wandering around looking for his son and for her.

She closed her eyes and said a prayer. Lord if you can hear me. Let Greybeard be there for me. Let him find me when I cross over. I’ve been a good mother, a kind person. Please don’t let me die alone.

Her phone rang as her son Jimmy tried to call her. He checked in with her several times a week. She didn’t answer.

She couldn’t talk to him right now. Not yet. She sent a whisper out to the universe. Greybeard, my love. Can you hear me? I’m coming to find you soon. Will you be there? Is it too late for us?

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Rangers

Jimmy Greyson & Santiago Ramos.

Tucson, Arizona

JIMMY WAVED AS SANTIAGO Ramos approached him at the Ranger Station in Tucson, Arizona. Jimmy shook his head as Santiago ran to jump in the jeep.

Man, you’re pushing it, Santiago. This is three days in a row. Why don’t you just take the next few weeks off? You know your wife’s going to go in labor any day now.

Santiago shoots Jimmy a grin as he continues, You must like living on the edge. I can get someone to ride with me for a while. Your head’s not going to be in the game man. How’s Maria doing anyway?

Santiago grabbed the mic. Keying it he signed on for both of them. This is Ranger Santiago Ramos unit 512 and J. Greybeard unit 515.

1094,1041. 1094 asked if the dispatcher had a clear signal and 1941 marked the start of their shift. The dispatcher responded, loud and clear, 10-4.

Glancing over he had a smirk on his face. "She’s great now that her mom came to help, as she put it. Man, she’s going to stay till the baby is born. He’s not due for another five weeks. I’m not sure I can stand my mother-in-law visiting that long Jimmy. So, yes, I don’t need to take off work right now. Two women in the house is a bit overpowering for me. I love my mom-in-law, don’t get me wrong. Marias got all those female hormones going on