hardy boys fan fiction

RAGING WATER RESCUE
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CQB & AAR-BEAR

Chapter 4

hardy boys fan fiction

THE CHAPTERS

INTRO

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

“They’re all right?  You’re sure it’s my boys, right?” Fenton felt a weight lift off his shoulders. He had been calling the local police every half hour.  “Thank you!  Yes, Officer, we’ll pick them up at Mercy Hospital.  Thank you, again.”  

Mr. Hardy quickly explained to the three women that Frank and Joe were both fine.  He told them about the Curtis family and that they had taken both boys to the closest hospital to be checked out.  

Fenton, Laura, Vanessa and Callie climbed into the rented SUV and drove to the hospital, relieved and very grateful.  

* * *

Two weeks later, completely recovered from their ordeal, Frank and Joe drove their van back up to the Adirondack Mountains .  

They pulled up in front of a small, modest two-story house.  Down in front of a grassy, sloped yard, a small creek gurgled slowly past.  

During their brief stay in the Curtis home, the very observant Hardy brothers made some mental notes, and after their recovery, they went shopping.  

Frank gave Joe a brief grin as he knocked on the door.  The door swung open and Grace Curtis grabbed both the boys in a warm hug.  

“Thank the Lord!” Grace exclaimed.  “You both look just fine.  Yes, mighty fine.”  The Hardys chuckled and followed Grace into the living room, where they greeted George and James.  

After questioning Frank and Joe about their recovery, Grace served them all cookies and hot chocolate.  Joe glanced at Frank and raised his eyebrows slightly.  Frank understood and he stood and retrieved a package he’d set beside the front door as they came in.  

“We, ah, Joe and I,” Frank began, “wanted to thank you again for saving our lives and looking after us like you did.”  

“As a token of our thanks,” Joe picked up, “we have a little gift for each of you.”  The Hardys passed three wrapped packages around the table.  

“Go on,” Joe urged, “open them.”  

George and James tore off their wrappings quickly.  Each had received a new fishing tackle box, complete with a supply of hooks, lures, bobbers and other essentials.   

“Alright!” the Curtis brothers exclaimed in unison.  They thanked the Hardys and began exploring the contents of each tackle box.  

Grace smiled at her sons’ enthusiasm, and then turned to the two young men in front of her. ‘I do believe I’ve met two brothers that are just as close to each other as my boys,’ she thought.  

“You didn’t have to do that,” Grace said.  “We weren’t doing anything to be thanked or rewarded.”  

“We wanted to; besides, it was the least we could do,” Frank said sincerely, locking eyes with the woman.  

“You haven’t opened yours, yet,” Joe smiled at Grace.  

She returned his smile and carefully unwrapped the package before her.  She pulled the small appliance from the box.   

“Is this an indoor grill?” she asked, beaming.  

Joe nodded, “We figured, after George and James catch all those fish, you’d need something to cook them on.  

“Anyway,” the younger Hardy continued with a twinkle in his blue eyes. “They already proved what great fishermen they are,” he looked mischievously at Frank, “when they didn’t let this big one get away!”

THE END

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