Rick and Evy stepped through the door of the large mansion belonging to the
McDonald family. The party was already in full swing when they got there,
but Evy spotted Jo right off.
"Jo!"
"Evy! I'm so glad you made it! Come on, I'm sure everyone's dying to see you!"
With that, Jo grabbed Evy's hand and led her away. Rick watched as his wife went to chat with her old friends, leaving him standing alone in a room full of strangers.
Meanwhile, Evy sat with her old friends in the living room of the enormous manse.
"So, what've you all been up to?" Evy asked eagerly. She had missed her friends, she had barely spoken to any of them after she and Jonathan had left seven years ago. Jo, are you still with Tony?"
"We're getting married, actually. This June, I will be Mrs. Tony Plumerri!"
"That's great, Jo. Congratulations. Evy said warmly. Is Tony here? I'd love to see him."
"He got held up at work. He should be here soon." As if on cue, a tall, dark-skinned man walked into the room. Jo got up and kissed him warmly. "Tony! Look who I ran into!"
"Evy? Little Evelyn O'Connell? I haven't seen you in years!" Tony stepped over to Evy and hugged her warmly.
"I heard about your engagement. Congratulations! When's the big day?"
"June 1st" Mary said. "Lucky Jo's going to be the first one of us all to tie the knot!"
"Not quite" said Evy.
"What do you mean?" asked Sam.
Casually, Evy held up her ring finger, proudly displaying her wedding ring.
"Evy? You got married?" Lucy asked disbelievingly.
"What's his name? What does he look like? Is he here? Where did you two meet?" Questions were flying at Evy from all directions.
His name is Rick O'Connell, he's here somewhere and if you wait a minute I will find him and introduce you.
"No need" said a voice from behind the other girls. "Evy, I thought you might want some food. I figure you might be hungry after that *traffic jam* earlier.
"Traffic jam?" asked Mary blankly. "What traffic jam? The roads were actuall-" Jo cut Mary off with a look.
"Ohhh" said Mary. "Oh yes, traffic jam".
Evy blushed while the other girls looked knowingly at the couple. "Yes, well, I do have a bit of an appetite, now that you mention it" she said, taking the plate of food. She motioned for Rick to come sit next to her on the couch.
"Girls, this is Rick O'Connell. Rick, this is Lucy, Mary, Ruth, Sam, Tony, and Jo. Jo's parents own this house, they throw this party every year. "Rick and I met on a dig" Evy told her friends.
"A dig? Where at?" said Jo. She and Evy had both always been interested in Egyptology, in fact, the two girls had met at an Egyptology exhibit at the British Museum when they were in the third grade.
"Hamunaptra" said Evy casually.
"Pig swallow!" said Jo. "That place doesn't exist!
"So, how's Jonathan?" asked Sam, hastily changing the subject before Evy's hot temper got the better of her. She had always had a crush on the elder Carnahan, though she had always been too shy to do something about it.
"He's fine. He's back in Egypt right now, and we're going back tomorrow, but the three of us will be back in about a month."
"So you're moving here for good?"
"Yes, we are."
"Evy, would you care to dance?" asked Rick.
"Of course" Evy replied as Rick led her out to the dance floor.
"My friends like you" she said, swaying with Rick to the slow, steady rhythm of the music.
"They seem nice enough" Rick said. Suddenly Evy groaned.
"Damn!"
"What is it?" Rick asked, startled by his wife's swearing. It wasn't like Evy to use such strong language.
Evy sighed and broke away from Rick. "My cousin, Amy. She's the biggest brat you will ever meet. Her parents were even wealthier than mine, and she's spoilt beyond belief." Evy turned away in disgust. "I'm going to go get a drink" she said, walking over to a table that had glasses of wine set out on it.
Amy, a blonde bombshell in a *very* tight black dress, worked the crowd like a pro. She stopped short when she got to Rick.
"Hello, I don't believe we've met" she said flirtatiously. "I'm Amy Evans."
"Rick O'Connell" Rick shook Amy's hand.
"What brings you to this boring old party?"
"Actually, I'm here with my wife" Rick said.
Amy pouted. "Darn. And here I was hoping we could go have a nice dinner, get to know each other."
"I don't think so" Rick said uncomfortably.
Amy turned on her heel and walked away to find the restroom.
Evy came up behind them just then, and tapped Rick on the shoulder. "May I have this dance?"
Rick turned around. "Of course."
Amy came back from the restroom and strained her eyes to find the handsome American stranger. She was confident she would win him over eventually. After all, it was only a wife. She had won over many married men with her brand of flirting and sexiness. One way or another, she would have this handsome American for herself.
"Jo!"
"Evy! I'm so glad you made it! Come on, I'm sure everyone's dying to see you!"
With that, Jo grabbed Evy's hand and led her away. Rick watched as his wife went to chat with her old friends, leaving him standing alone in a room full of strangers.
Meanwhile, Evy sat with her old friends in the living room of the enormous manse.
"So, what've you all been up to?" Evy asked eagerly. She had missed her friends, she had barely spoken to any of them after she and Jonathan had left seven years ago. Jo, are you still with Tony?"
"We're getting married, actually. This June, I will be Mrs. Tony Plumerri!"
"That's great, Jo. Congratulations. Evy said warmly. Is Tony here? I'd love to see him."
"He got held up at work. He should be here soon." As if on cue, a tall, dark-skinned man walked into the room. Jo got up and kissed him warmly. "Tony! Look who I ran into!"
"Evy? Little Evelyn O'Connell? I haven't seen you in years!" Tony stepped over to Evy and hugged her warmly.
"I heard about your engagement. Congratulations! When's the big day?"
"June 1st" Mary said. "Lucky Jo's going to be the first one of us all to tie the knot!"
"Not quite" said Evy.
"What do you mean?" asked Sam.
Casually, Evy held up her ring finger, proudly displaying her wedding ring.
"Evy? You got married?" Lucy asked disbelievingly.
"What's his name? What does he look like? Is he here? Where did you two meet?" Questions were flying at Evy from all directions.
His name is Rick O'Connell, he's here somewhere and if you wait a minute I will find him and introduce you.
"No need" said a voice from behind the other girls. "Evy, I thought you might want some food. I figure you might be hungry after that *traffic jam* earlier.
"Traffic jam?" asked Mary blankly. "What traffic jam? The roads were actuall-" Jo cut Mary off with a look.
"Ohhh" said Mary. "Oh yes, traffic jam".
Evy blushed while the other girls looked knowingly at the couple. "Yes, well, I do have a bit of an appetite, now that you mention it" she said, taking the plate of food. She motioned for Rick to come sit next to her on the couch.
"Girls, this is Rick O'Connell. Rick, this is Lucy, Mary, Ruth, Sam, Tony, and Jo. Jo's parents own this house, they throw this party every year. "Rick and I met on a dig" Evy told her friends.
"A dig? Where at?" said Jo. She and Evy had both always been interested in Egyptology, in fact, the two girls had met at an Egyptology exhibit at the British Museum when they were in the third grade.
"Hamunaptra" said Evy casually.
"Pig swallow!" said Jo. "That place doesn't exist!
"So, how's Jonathan?" asked Sam, hastily changing the subject before Evy's hot temper got the better of her. She had always had a crush on the elder Carnahan, though she had always been too shy to do something about it.
"He's fine. He's back in Egypt right now, and we're going back tomorrow, but the three of us will be back in about a month."
"So you're moving here for good?"
"Yes, we are."
"Evy, would you care to dance?" asked Rick.
"Of course" Evy replied as Rick led her out to the dance floor.
"My friends like you" she said, swaying with Rick to the slow, steady rhythm of the music.
"They seem nice enough" Rick said. Suddenly Evy groaned.
"Damn!"
"What is it?" Rick asked, startled by his wife's swearing. It wasn't like Evy to use such strong language.
Evy sighed and broke away from Rick. "My cousin, Amy. She's the biggest brat you will ever meet. Her parents were even wealthier than mine, and she's spoilt beyond belief." Evy turned away in disgust. "I'm going to go get a drink" she said, walking over to a table that had glasses of wine set out on it.
Amy, a blonde bombshell in a *very* tight black dress, worked the crowd like a pro. She stopped short when she got to Rick.
"Hello, I don't believe we've met" she said flirtatiously. "I'm Amy Evans."
"Rick O'Connell" Rick shook Amy's hand.
"What brings you to this boring old party?"
"Actually, I'm here with my wife" Rick said.
Amy pouted. "Darn. And here I was hoping we could go have a nice dinner, get to know each other."
"I don't think so" Rick said uncomfortably.
Amy turned on her heel and walked away to find the restroom.
Evy came up behind them just then, and tapped Rick on the shoulder. "May I have this dance?"
Rick turned around. "Of course."
Amy came back from the restroom and strained her eyes to find the handsome American stranger. She was confident she would win him over eventually. After all, it was only a wife. She had won over many married men with her brand of flirting and sexiness. One way or another, she would have this handsome American for herself.