Hello all!
How are we all?
I am very well, thanks for asking
I don't really have a lot to say today (apart from the fact that I'm watching New Moon on my computer and its not as great as everyone's saying), so I'll leave you with another flashback. A more recent flashback, actually.
Read and review, please! Enjoy!
Love Rhyleigh xoxox
Flashback
"Two down, one to go", Dave Rafter said to his wife, as they watched their newlywed son and daughter in law, Ben and Melissa, dance.
"If she ever decides to go with the flow", Julie Rafter chuckled. Their daughter Rachel, the eldest Rafter and the only girl, was known to go against the flow. In everything.
"Jules, Rachel and I made a deal", Dave reminded her. "She promised me she wouldn't get married, remember?"
"She was five", Julie said dryly. "And so far she hasn't kept any of the promises she made back then".
Rachel hauled Jake Barton, her best friend for life, over to her parents. "Aren't they cute?"
"Who?" Dave asked. He was too busy trying to remember the promises Rachel had made to him when she was little.
"Ben and Mel. Mum, do you think they're cute?"
"Very", Julie grinned at their daughter.
"I'm gonna get a drink, okay Rach?" Jake asked. "Come with me".
She allowed herself to be hauled off by her best friend. The two had been inseparable for their entire lives. Jake had shrieked from the sidelines at every single one of Rachel's netball games, and Rachel had been to every one of his football games, shivering in the pouring rain. Rachel and Jake went to their year six formal, their year ten formal and their year twelve formal together, dressed to the nines. He had comforted her on the day of Nathan and Sammy's wedding, when her beloved grandmother Louise died. Rachel had comforted him when his father left, at age six. The two of them shared absolutely everything- cake, ice cream, lollies, bad jokes and chicken pox.
And since they were five, their mothers had been fantasising about them getting married.
"I recon Jake and Rachel will get married", Julie said confidently.
Dave almost swallowed his tongue. "Jake and Rachel? Our Rachel and our Jake? Rachel Rafter and Jake Barton? Rachel Louise Rafter and Jake David Barton?"
He sounded shocked. He had pulled out the 'Louise' and 'David', which meant they were shocked.
"How many Jakes and Rachels do you know, Dave?" Julie sighed.
"I actually know three Rachels and four Jakes".
"Dave, that's not helping".
"But she's not going to marry Jake. Rachel thinks weddings are ridiculous wastes of time".
Rachel had made that point on many occasions- but of course, that only applied for herself. She loved weddings, and attended them with bows on.
"She does, but Jake doesn't. When it hits her, she'll be running down the aisle". Julie had a smug little smile on her face.
"Jules, they aren't even going out".
"They will. One day".
"Yeah, well, one day can wait. She's my baby".
"Dave, she's twenty three".
"So? Your point is?"
"Rachel and Jake are going to get married".
"Julie! Stop saying that!"