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I hate packing! Packing enough clothes for a summer... What is that?! I over pack for short trips, so what the hell am I supposed to pack for a whole summer. In Mullingar fricking Ireland! Where is that? If I had it my way, I'd spend my summer alternating between the beaches of Ocean City or Chincoteague or the pool at my house, hanging with my friends every day.
But nooo! I have to spend my summer in fa-reaking Mullingar because my mom's new husband has family there. What's in Mullingar anyway? I'll be spending my summer without friends but with hoards of sheep. SHEEP!
Luckily, I have my sister, Reyghan, to share in my misery with me. She's my best friend. I've never been more than two days without seeing her, and I'd like to keep it that way.
"Khyri! Reyghan! Bring your bags down! It's almost time to go!" mom yelled from the front hall.
Reyghan walked by my bedroom door with her bags in tow. She peeked into my room and stopped. Just about everything I owned was strewn about the floor of my room.
"Rey, don't just stand there, help me."
I was sitting on a suitcase full of shoes, struggling to close the bag.
Now look, I'm not primpy, prissy, or preppy, just a few months ago, I became rich. My daddy died just before I turned ten. Then, about seven years later, my mom met Bill on the dating website Plenty of Fish, they fell in love, and got married. Little did I know that he was rich! We'd never had money before, always been lower middle class. I was sort of getting used to having money, just decided not to spend it on ridiculous stuff. (I still shop on sales.) I did buy clothes, though, for this trip because I've heard how crazy the weather is in the UK. So I packed a nice mixture of...Everything. Like I said: I over pack.
Reyghan zipped up each of my bags as I sat down on them. I had six bags sans my purse. We took our luggage downstairs, checked the security system and the locks all around the house, we unplugged everything, and packed all of our bags into Bill's SUV. We locked every entrance and then headed for the Salisbury airport. We pulled into Mullingar the next day around noon.
"William," a woman in her late eighties met us at the airport with a fancy black car, the kind that all rich people tend to have.
"Ah, Aunt Persephone, it is so great to see you again," Bill cooed.
"This must be your new wife, Caroll, and your stepdaughters."
"Nice to meet you, Aunt Persephone," my mom beamed.
"And you girls, you may call me Great Aunt Persephone. Now, blast it! What are your names again?"
"I'm Khyri," I said with a little bow of the head.
"And I'm Reyghan," she followed suit.
"Of, course, Khyri and Reyghan."
Let me just explain that my mom, sister, and I look black. We're actually light skinned, all of us around a vanilla coffee color. Bill is
Irish and Native American, born in Australia, and sounds South African. Plus, mom, Reyghan, and I have Native American and a great abundance of French in us...sooo... Our family is a mess. And Great Aunt Persephone noticed, but smiled graciously, anyway.
On the way to Great Aunt Persephone's house, we rode by bright green pastures... Full. Of. Sheep. I growled under my breath and Rey chuckled because she knew exactly what had caused my mood.
"Now, Khyri," Great Aunt Persephone chided, "It is not lady-like to growl."
Did I forget to mention that Great Aunt Persephone is a Lady?
Mom and Bill were following behind us in a black, expensive rental car. Why they insisted that Reyghan and I ride with Great Aunt Persephone and her driver, I'll never know.
When we arrived at Great Aunt Persephone's house (more so a castle), Reyghan and I stood in awe of the fine architectural masterpiece. This castle was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen close-up in my entire life.
Great Aunt Persephone spread out her arms to us and said with pride, "Welcome to Windgate Manor."
"Great Aunt Persephone," Reyghan spoke up. "I thought that your last name was Whitloch."
"It is, dearie, but I married a Whitloch, this is my family's home, the Windgates."
"Well, what are you waiting for, girls?" Bill gestured. "Go take a look inside."
That was all Reyghan and I needed in order to take off like a shot into the castle, leaving our bags and the elders behind in the drive.
"Wow!" Reyghan and I said as we walked inside.
Everything inside the light grey stone walls was deep and rich in colors and textures. Fine silks, soft velvets, the highest quality wools, and expensive tapestries were all over the main room.
"Upstairs," I hissed to Reyghan.
We ran up the steep staircase to the east wing where Great Aunt Persephone had said we'd be staying in.
We opened the fourth door on the right and peeked inside. There was a huge bed to the far left wall of the room. I automatically knew that this was to be my room. It had dark colors like deep purples and the darkest of blacks. I usually stick to neon purple with black, but I wasn't going to file a complaint with Great Aunt Persephone. This room was beautiful just the way it was and I loved it.
"Let's see your room," I said to Reyghan.
We walked across the corridor to Reyghan's room and it was filled with rich greens. Hers was just about the same as mine, just with a different color scheme.
"Great Aunt Persephone made these rooms perfectly for us."
"You know, we should just call her GAP- when we're nowhere near her," Rey suggested.
"You're right, because saying 'Great Aunt Persephone' all the time will be quite the mouthful."
"What time is Mallory getting here?"
"I'm not sure. I know she wants to take us into town with her. You know for 'sisterly bonding' and all that good crap."
She giggled, "Well, let's go get our bags so that we can change. We may be in Sheepsville, but we are gonna look good while we're here. You did bring all the make-up, right?"
"Of course I brought all the make-up," I said as we headed back the way we came.
"Are your rooms to your liking?" GAP asked as we made it into the main room.
"They were perfect, Great Aunt Persephone, thank you very much. We were just about to get dressed to head out into town with Mallory when she gets here. Is there anything you would like us to pick up for you while we're out?" I asked in my sweetest and most polite voice possible. I had an old-school southern black mom, I'd learned my manners.
"Oh, no thank you, love, I'm all set."
"Yes, ma'am. Bill, what time is Mallory supposed to arrive?"
"She won't be here until two-thirty," he said while checking his wrist watch.
Just then GAP's butler brought in the rest of our bags. He offered to take them up to our bedrooms and we nodded that that would be helpful and that we were grateful for his assistance.
Reyghan and I followed him up with some of the bags that we had chosen not to burden the butler with.
When he sat down my bags in my room, I asked him what his name was and he told me that it was Jason. I thanked him again for his help and then closed the door behind him to rummage through my clothes to find the perfect outfit to wear into town.
When I had finished I had come out with a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, black glitter Toms, and a flowing blue blouse. I put my hair in a low side ponytail to the left, and let my bangs dangle to the left, as well, and tucked a pretty black flower clip in to the right. I went to my private bathroom to apply my make-up. Being sure to accentuate my best features, my very light brown eyes, and my soft pink lips. When I had finished, I was very content with my look and wandered into Reyghan's room to see where she had come along in the process.
I sat on the edge of her bed as she wrapped up getting ready. She had on a short flowing floral dress with a grey cardigan. She donned a pair of silver flats, and wore her hair in her usual down with her bangs twisted back into a clip.
We walked down the stairs together and saw that Mallory was in the main room waiting for us to come down. Apparently she had gotten here and was ready to go into town with us.
Mallory was Bill's daughter from his previous marriage. She was twenty-one years old. Making her three years older than me, and six years older than Reyghan. She was stunning. Her hair was a beautiful caramel brown that flowed long down her back. She was tall, unlike me. She stood at 5'9 and was willowy. Reyghan was similar in body type to her, she was 5'6, but with more curve but equally as skinny. Me, on the other hand, I was just at 5'0 and curvy. I wasn't chunky and I wasn't quite as skinny as my sisters, but I considered myself to be a pretty attractive girl. Other people found me to be so, too.
As we walked out to the car that Mallory had driven here from her home in London (luckily it was silver), we carried out small-talk. Mallory was the new sister in this relationship. Reyghan and I had been as close as two sisters could possibly ever be, and we weren't sure how to take a new addition to the equation. Especially Reyghan, who had a hard enough time letting regular people into her atmosphere, let alone a new sister.
"You already got your money transferred right? When you were in Wales?"
"Yeah, Bill already did that for us. So, what are we going to be doing today?"
"I thought we could go to the Rock 'n' Bowl."
"A bowling alley?" Reyghan asked in a complicated tone.
"That would be great. Rey and I haven't gone bowling in a while."
"Great!" Mallory said as she parked her car on the side of the road. We walked a distance to get to the bowling alley. Just before I stepped foot inside the door of the building, I saw the most beautiful blue eyes watching me from across the street.