"So what is this banquet for?" Adam asked as he helped Eve into the dress
he had made himself.
"It's an acceptance banquet into the world of literature. S'pose they want to commend me for poetry or something. Short stories, perhaps. Anyway, you'll find out, you're coming."
"WHAT!"
"You heard me. You're my date. So find a matching outfit! We have to leave in 4 hours," Eve said, glancing at the alarm clock on the large sewing table.
Adam went through everything he could say in his mind and Eve would have an answer for every one of them, so he didn't argue, but sighed and kept fastening and tying.
Finally he tied the necklace back on and looked Eve over. Her eyes were kohl-lined and the naturally long lashes were darkened and lengthened. Her lips were painted a matching red ruby, and her face was powdered pale. She had taken out her bellybutton ring but not her nose ring, though the argument she had with Adam had her put a small stud in. All 9 holes in her ears were filled with various earrings and her hair was pulled back in an elaborate bun of braids. Silver bangles and ruby tennis bracelets lined her wrists, and 3 ruby rings and 2 silver rings adorned her tapered fingers.
While Adam looked her over he decided to match her and borrowed his brother's black suit and his father's blood-red button-down shirt, then took his own boots and pulled them on. In his ear he hung one of his mother's ruby and diamond earrings, and it dangled down in a chain of diamonds then ended in a diamond-cut ruby. Then he slicked his hair back and put black eyeliner on.
Even Eve couldn't argue that he looked hot.
Putting the finishing touches on in the attic of Adam's house, Eve reopened the book of famous Pirates that she had brought along again for reference. She looked the picture up and down, matching nearly every inch of the woman. Too many inches!
"Adam, did you know that this woman has the same necklace as I do? She even looks the same. Exactly the same.what the hell! She looks just like me! I wonder." Eve dug around the book for a name.
"'Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl and his wife Angel." Eve let out a relaxed sigh. "It couldn't be me, now. My name isn't.wait. 'Isabella Angel'. Isabella is my middle name." Eve's eyes widened as she read on.
"'Isabella got her nickname 'The Angel of Night' from the crew of the Black Pearl. Captain Sparrow always referred to her as Angel as well. One of Sparrow's top interests in life was his wife, along with his ship.
'Perhaps one of the most outstanding things about Isabella Angel was the fact that she fought like a man. Taught personally by Sparrow, she picked up on moves quickly and expertly, to the point where she could tie in a duel with the best swordsman on the Seven Seas and her husband.'"
Eve read on.
"'Though they had no children, the crew found a child on the beaches of Port Royale, and raised it as one of their own. Isabella Angel named this child Adam.'"
Eve and Adam looked at each other with wide eyes. Adam had stopped lacing his boots and Eve refrained from playing with her rings. "We should go," Adam said.
"Yes, lets."
In Adam's Chevy-Cheville Malibu, the cruised along Front Street, turning onto Shenado Boulivarde, which merged with Route 1. Adam stepped on the gas as he pulled out onto the highway. Under the first bridge.past the third exit. the directions were unreliable. Finally he saw the sign mentioning the Charleston Building, where the banquet would be held.
It only takes a minute to read a sign. It only takes a minute to do a million things. And so many things can happen in that minute you're pre- occupied.
Flashes of her life flew through Eve's head, then finally resting on a picture of Jack Sparrow and Isabella Angel standing together.
"It's an acceptance banquet into the world of literature. S'pose they want to commend me for poetry or something. Short stories, perhaps. Anyway, you'll find out, you're coming."
"WHAT!"
"You heard me. You're my date. So find a matching outfit! We have to leave in 4 hours," Eve said, glancing at the alarm clock on the large sewing table.
Adam went through everything he could say in his mind and Eve would have an answer for every one of them, so he didn't argue, but sighed and kept fastening and tying.
Finally he tied the necklace back on and looked Eve over. Her eyes were kohl-lined and the naturally long lashes were darkened and lengthened. Her lips were painted a matching red ruby, and her face was powdered pale. She had taken out her bellybutton ring but not her nose ring, though the argument she had with Adam had her put a small stud in. All 9 holes in her ears were filled with various earrings and her hair was pulled back in an elaborate bun of braids. Silver bangles and ruby tennis bracelets lined her wrists, and 3 ruby rings and 2 silver rings adorned her tapered fingers.
While Adam looked her over he decided to match her and borrowed his brother's black suit and his father's blood-red button-down shirt, then took his own boots and pulled them on. In his ear he hung one of his mother's ruby and diamond earrings, and it dangled down in a chain of diamonds then ended in a diamond-cut ruby. Then he slicked his hair back and put black eyeliner on.
Even Eve couldn't argue that he looked hot.
Putting the finishing touches on in the attic of Adam's house, Eve reopened the book of famous Pirates that she had brought along again for reference. She looked the picture up and down, matching nearly every inch of the woman. Too many inches!
"Adam, did you know that this woman has the same necklace as I do? She even looks the same. Exactly the same.what the hell! She looks just like me! I wonder." Eve dug around the book for a name.
"'Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl and his wife Angel." Eve let out a relaxed sigh. "It couldn't be me, now. My name isn't.wait. 'Isabella Angel'. Isabella is my middle name." Eve's eyes widened as she read on.
"'Isabella got her nickname 'The Angel of Night' from the crew of the Black Pearl. Captain Sparrow always referred to her as Angel as well. One of Sparrow's top interests in life was his wife, along with his ship.
'Perhaps one of the most outstanding things about Isabella Angel was the fact that she fought like a man. Taught personally by Sparrow, she picked up on moves quickly and expertly, to the point where she could tie in a duel with the best swordsman on the Seven Seas and her husband.'"
Eve read on.
"'Though they had no children, the crew found a child on the beaches of Port Royale, and raised it as one of their own. Isabella Angel named this child Adam.'"
Eve and Adam looked at each other with wide eyes. Adam had stopped lacing his boots and Eve refrained from playing with her rings. "We should go," Adam said.
"Yes, lets."
In Adam's Chevy-Cheville Malibu, the cruised along Front Street, turning onto Shenado Boulivarde, which merged with Route 1. Adam stepped on the gas as he pulled out onto the highway. Under the first bridge.past the third exit. the directions were unreliable. Finally he saw the sign mentioning the Charleston Building, where the banquet would be held.
It only takes a minute to read a sign. It only takes a minute to do a million things. And so many things can happen in that minute you're pre- occupied.
Flashes of her life flew through Eve's head, then finally resting on a picture of Jack Sparrow and Isabella Angel standing together.