25 August
Dear Diary,
Today is my birthday and father has yet to return from his, what I like to call, missions. Today I turn 18. What a great number it is. Father tells me this is the day when I become a young woman, when he comes home I shall tell him about this young man I meet the other morning. Carl is meeting him this afternoon. Carl happened to give me this diary for my birthday. It is an absolute beauty. It is deep rich red; Carl said that it reminded him of my hair colour. Once I had gotten away and up to my room, I laughed. I found it, what is the word I'm looking for? Well I found it quite odd. Carl can always find a way to make a situation sound embarrassing. I still love him though. Father and Carl have been best of friends ever since they met. Well at least that is what they tell me. I shall be right back after lunch. Carl and I are going to be making a birthday lunch for me.
Wow, lunch was lovely. Carl and I had sweet potatoes, pancakes and anything other that did not fall under the category of lunch. Other than that, lunch was delicious. It is a shame father was not here for my birthday lunch. Here's hoping he shall be here for my birthday dinner. My new male friend will be there and like I said before I want father to meet him. My friends name is Jake. Jake is funny and definitely knows how to treat a lady. I like Jake very much. I had a dream about Jake the other night. Oh, it was wonderful. We were walking along a beach. The sand so white and the ocean water so clear that if you were to stand in it you felt like your invading something. My hand rested on his arm and his hand rested on mine. We talked about everything, from what we liked to about family things. Just thinking about this dream makes me smile.
Over lunch, Carl and I spoke about father's mission. He told me that he is out in Transylvania. I believe father was there before I was born. Father has told me the stories about the infamous Count Dracula. Father said Count Dracula is an evil man and the son of the devil. I have read many books about Dracula. He has had interesting life and a very long one. When father killed him, he was believed to be about 400 hundred years old.
Father told me that he was alive when Dracula was killed the first time and he was the one who did it. I don't believe, I think he's talking absolute rubbish. I have always wondered the question, how could he be alive then, when he's have now?
I shall come back later and write some more but Jake is here now.
Love, Evey
Evey came down the stairs to meet Carl and Jake at the bottom. Jake smiled brightly when he saw Evey. Carl watched him carefully. I'll be watching you boy, Carl thought as the two hugged. "Should we all move into the living room for a drink?" Carl said politely. Evey grinned.
"Yes, I'll go make some tea for Carl" She smiled at Carl. Carl nodded and motioned for Jake to follow him into the living room. Jake followed Carl, as Evey went to the kitchen to make the tea. In ten minutes Evey walked through into the living room. Placing the tray of tea on the table that he father got made for the house. Evey sat down on the couch next to Jake.
"So, Jake how old are you?" Carl asked taking a sip of his tea. Evey shot him a look but he just smiled.
"I am twenty. I realize that Evey is young" Jake looked at Evey and then back at Carl. Carl nodded, understanding what he said. Jake understood that he was just watching out for Evey. Evey watched the two.
"Carl isn't my father Jake. He's a friar, my fathers best friend and takes care of me while my father is doing his job," Evey said smiling. Jake nodded.
"So where is your father?" Jake asked looking at Evey.
"He's working. I don't get told what he does," Evey looked at Carl. "Father is gone often but I don't mind I have Carl to keep me company" She smiled.
"Who is your father? You have never told me" Jake said taking a sip of his tea. Carl looked at Evey and then at Jake.
Hey all, hope you enjoyed this. I know its short but I shall try to get the chapters longer as I go. Review if you want me to continue. I'll love you forever D So,
Love,
Madamfluff
