The Sight of Two Skies

The brunette gentleman with his blue eyes gazing upon the Soedra Strandgatan was sipping his coffee while leaning upon the stainless fence on the bank of the river. The river that leads him to the Lake of Hjalmaren, where he felt extremely blank at heart.

Erik Wilhelm Ahlgren his name was. As he spoke people would notice his heavy German accent, no matter how his tongue spoke in Russian, Swedish, or even Japanese. His blue eyes sharpingly casted his talking opponent and, as he always did in his presentation be it in Uppsala Universitaet or in that Medical School in Cambridge, MA, words were coming curtly and so much in efficiency from his mouth. He did not have many friends; as far as he remembered, he only get socialized either with his medical colleagues in the state oncology department back then when he was in colleges, or with cashiers in department stores where he usually shopped. Since he was born people recognized him as that Silent Brilliant-at-School Guy.

Last summer he had a promotion from his co-supervisor, Prof. Koenig. The old internist had been a family physician for this rich noble-blooded Russian family for thirty years, and in their present generation one of their ladies had been very sick. Koenig contacted his supervisor, Prof. Sinai Joachim. Joachim and Erik specialized in therapeutical treatment of oncology. Koenig believed that Joachim could handle the lady's disease best. During the whole previous year, Erik had helped him examine the lady's medical records and symptoms and concluded the most appropiate medication she should endure.

They agreed that the miss should spend at least two years in exposure of mild sunlight to help increase the concentration of vitamin D in her body. So the family villa in the Lake of Hjalmaren became the choice of the first summer of the therapy. In the winter time in Europe, she will be moved to Melbourne, Australia. Erik signed the contract that it was him who will be in charge of the miss' health procedure. He was given full wage and a bedroom in the villa and a car so he could go back and forth from the villa to his office in Oerebro. Today would be their first encounter as patient and doctor.

Excuse Me! a voice of a man called upon him. Erik turned around. A big, tall muscled man wearing a long coat approached him. Could you please tell me where I can find a ride to rent?

Erik was about to open his mouth to answer, when he realized that they were being watched rather casually by a maiden wearing a greenish morning coat. He explained the direction briefly, and the big man said thank you. When they left, the maiden nodded to Erik with a slight smile.

Not a bad first stranger experience in my second time to Oerebro, thought the blonde maiden.

The town of Oerebro was shining tenderly as usual, displaying the castles and contemporary baroque building.

However, the maiden still could not forget her first sight of the town of Karlstad three hours ago, despite the additional encounter with the handsome brunette young man who gave direction to rent a car here in Oerebro.

The sight of two skies, apparently, does not only belong to Garmisch-Partenkirchen.