1928, Giza Plateau
"Papa will we get to see the great tombs and everything! Will we really!" I squealed, gripping my Papa's white sleeve tightly. I couldn't contain my excitement at all, as I was practically jumping on the spot. Papa looked down at me smiling warmly while patting me on the head, his tanned dimples radiating in the sun's bright beams.
"I'm not sure darling, but I do promise an adventure, just don't get wandering around alright," he said bending down to my height, his ruffy mustache twerking in amusement. I giggled cheerfully pushing at Papa for him to get going.
"Well let's go then Papa no time to waste!" I yelled, determined to see the wonders of Papa's excavation. Papa laughed complying with my sudden demands and made his way towards the sounds of digging and surprise. His hand reached out behind him to hold my hand, for which I complied, delighted in the aspect of spending the day with Papa.
As we moved towards the sight, the excitement in the air heightened, all with the bustling of the workers roaming their fingers into the sand and the whistling of the wind, blowing a cool breeze into the area.
"Dr. Lanford sir please you must come see this I urge you," yelled a voice and a young English man approached Papa, reaching to shake his hand. Papa complied politely giving the young man his attention. My eyes wandered throughout the land searching for anything. In the corner there was a man searching through a box, which sparked my attention. Glancing at Papa to see if he would notice, I skipped towards the stand peering my eyes at a shining object in the worker's hands. He looked at me curiously, and I detected a look of familiarity as the worker glanced quickly t my Papa's direction then back at me.
He smiled kindly handing me something big from the box. Curious I reached for it running my hands through it delicately. It was a golden pendant, with the recognizable picture of the eye of Ra. Oh I know this, I thought to myself excitedly.
"This is Ra, no?" I whispered awed at the marvelous jewel that ran through my fingers.
"Yes my lady, how very clever you are, would you mind giving that to your father?" I nodded not bothering to look up as I continued to look closer at the pendant. The familiar doodles of the Egyptians were engraved into it, giving it the marvelous look of the sun.
"Catherine, darling come here." I looked up sharply grasping the pendant tightly in my fingers as I ran towards Papa without a word. He gasped my hand again and started to follow the young man from before.
As we walked around the mountain of soil, something stopped Papa in his tracks. Puzzled I looked up and gasped. A huge circular ring held by hundred of ropes stood tall and majestic in front of us all. The silver mane glistened in the sunlight, as is towered before us all. Papa's mouth dropped, his eyes widening in delight.
"So this was what the cover stone was covering? What in God's name is that?" He asked, his voice high in wonder.
"I wish I knew sir," answered the boy.
