*~Okay, as usal thanks to those of you who reviewed. :D I really hope that
you all are enjoying this story. I know that each chapter jumps from one
age to another pretty quickly, but in this story I'm trying to put in the
main parts of her life, or the little blurbs that people might wonder
about. And again I apologize if any of the historical information is off, I
don't know a ton about the 20's and 30's eras, as far as like their houses
and cars and all of that. Please review, or again, I won't continue!!!*~
Age 19, Tenesse
"So Evelyn sweetheart, are you excited about coming out here? Beautiful, aint it?" her grandfather, papa, she called him, said as they were driving down the dirt road to his home with her grandmother who was at the moment probably sitting on the front porch with a gift of sorts waiting for them to get there.
Nodding she smiled, leaned forward in her seat in the back of the car and poked her head up next to her grandfather's. "Yeah, I am actually. I haven't been here since I was like four, right?"
"Yup." he said nodding and grinning, "Here we are now..."
As he turned the car around the corner, Evelyn leaned slightly out of the opened car window to get a better view of the house. She didn't remember it at all, if people hadn't told her she had been here before, she would of never guessed.
It was a large house, painted a light blue with a large wooden porch in the front and corn and weat feilds behind it as far as she could see. Smiling, she thought about how close it looked to the things she had imagined when reading books like, the "little house.." series [it had been required reading for school, she never really like the series much to be honest...] and smiled even broader when she they pulled up infront of the house and saw her grandmother, whom she called nana, rise up from a wooden rocking chair on the porch, holding, just as Evelyn had imagined, a large box out in front of her, grinning.
After he shut down the car, and the stepped outside, Evelyn waited for him to pop the trunk and then scooped her large, deep rose colored suit case out of the trunk. Walking quickly up the steps, Evelyn then dropped her suit case on the top step and rushed over to her grandmother.
"Hi nana." she said quietly, suddenly a tad shy, but she couldn't contain her smile, and grinning back her grandmother came over and hugged her.
"Oh Evelyn dear, I haven't seen you since you were so small! Look at how you've grown! Oh my, you look so much older then 19!" she said and laughed and smiled, then went back to her rocking chair, picked the box up from where she had placed it and then handed it to her granddaughter, still beaming.
Blushing a little, Evelyn graciously took the box from her grandmother, and then gently pealed the top off. Her slender fingers spread the tissue paper apart, and she gasped a little at what she saw. A beautiful pale rose nightgown, long and soft, beautifully sewn and cut.
"Thank you Nana.." she said and then hugged her grandmother again.
Beaming even more still, her grandmother said, "You deserve to have a few nice things Evelyn, you put up with a lot when you were younger, your grandfather has a few things for you too..."
A few hours later...
Evelyn finished putting away her clothes, making her bed, and doing all of those little things people simply have to do when they arrive somewhere. She ran her hands over the smooth material of her new nightgown once more, and then picked up the books that her grandfather had given her, old classical favorites that Evelyn had always loved, and a bottle of lovely smelling purfume, "Sunset Rose" it was called, and Evelyn was simply drinking it in.
Sighing contently, she changed into a red sundress of hers and then walked down onto the front porch and into the back yard. The weat tickled her slender legs, and the sun felt beautiful against her skin.
She grinned up at the sky and then looked forward where she saw a large pond furth down the land, about a ten minute or so walk she guessed, and then saw the way the sun was reflecting from it, so beautiful, so elegant. She couldn't help but long to go there, and after a moment of thought, realized there was no reason that she couldn't and headed there herself.
As she got to the pond she found a small wooden bench and sat down on it, stretching her legs out in front of her and running her fingers across the worn wood of the bench, feeling the engravments beneath her finger tips. Looking down, she let her fingers run over the initals, "R.M." and for a reason she wasn't sure of, she ran over those initials again and again, until she heard a voice.
"Evelyn! It's time for dinner dearie, come inside."
It was only her grandfather, standing only a few feet away from her, smiling kindly.
"Papa?" she asked suddenly.
"Mhmm?"
"Who is R.M.?" she asked, pointing to the spot on the bench where the intials were engraved.
Nodding, he said, "Oh the McCawley boy, he lives a little while away from here, or did anyway. I hear he went off to join the navy, fly a plane, that kind of thing. He used to come here as a little boy and help with little things around the farm. Him and his little friend, Danny something or other, I think."
"Oh." she said and rose and the two walked back to the house in silence, Evelyn still thinking about that boy, man now she figured, R.M... Rafe McCawley.
*~Okay, I'll tell you all this right now. She is not going to meet Rafe or Danny, but I decided to add that little thing in there, heh, I hope you guys liked this chapter. Please review, or else I'll probably remove the story, I'm big on reviews, heh, and if I don't get em, the story is usually gone. Thanks a ton and I hope you all enjoyed the story. REVIEW!!!*~
Age 19, Tenesse
"So Evelyn sweetheart, are you excited about coming out here? Beautiful, aint it?" her grandfather, papa, she called him, said as they were driving down the dirt road to his home with her grandmother who was at the moment probably sitting on the front porch with a gift of sorts waiting for them to get there.
Nodding she smiled, leaned forward in her seat in the back of the car and poked her head up next to her grandfather's. "Yeah, I am actually. I haven't been here since I was like four, right?"
"Yup." he said nodding and grinning, "Here we are now..."
As he turned the car around the corner, Evelyn leaned slightly out of the opened car window to get a better view of the house. She didn't remember it at all, if people hadn't told her she had been here before, she would of never guessed.
It was a large house, painted a light blue with a large wooden porch in the front and corn and weat feilds behind it as far as she could see. Smiling, she thought about how close it looked to the things she had imagined when reading books like, the "little house.." series [it had been required reading for school, she never really like the series much to be honest...] and smiled even broader when she they pulled up infront of the house and saw her grandmother, whom she called nana, rise up from a wooden rocking chair on the porch, holding, just as Evelyn had imagined, a large box out in front of her, grinning.
After he shut down the car, and the stepped outside, Evelyn waited for him to pop the trunk and then scooped her large, deep rose colored suit case out of the trunk. Walking quickly up the steps, Evelyn then dropped her suit case on the top step and rushed over to her grandmother.
"Hi nana." she said quietly, suddenly a tad shy, but she couldn't contain her smile, and grinning back her grandmother came over and hugged her.
"Oh Evelyn dear, I haven't seen you since you were so small! Look at how you've grown! Oh my, you look so much older then 19!" she said and laughed and smiled, then went back to her rocking chair, picked the box up from where she had placed it and then handed it to her granddaughter, still beaming.
Blushing a little, Evelyn graciously took the box from her grandmother, and then gently pealed the top off. Her slender fingers spread the tissue paper apart, and she gasped a little at what she saw. A beautiful pale rose nightgown, long and soft, beautifully sewn and cut.
"Thank you Nana.." she said and then hugged her grandmother again.
Beaming even more still, her grandmother said, "You deserve to have a few nice things Evelyn, you put up with a lot when you were younger, your grandfather has a few things for you too..."
A few hours later...
Evelyn finished putting away her clothes, making her bed, and doing all of those little things people simply have to do when they arrive somewhere. She ran her hands over the smooth material of her new nightgown once more, and then picked up the books that her grandfather had given her, old classical favorites that Evelyn had always loved, and a bottle of lovely smelling purfume, "Sunset Rose" it was called, and Evelyn was simply drinking it in.
Sighing contently, she changed into a red sundress of hers and then walked down onto the front porch and into the back yard. The weat tickled her slender legs, and the sun felt beautiful against her skin.
She grinned up at the sky and then looked forward where she saw a large pond furth down the land, about a ten minute or so walk she guessed, and then saw the way the sun was reflecting from it, so beautiful, so elegant. She couldn't help but long to go there, and after a moment of thought, realized there was no reason that she couldn't and headed there herself.
As she got to the pond she found a small wooden bench and sat down on it, stretching her legs out in front of her and running her fingers across the worn wood of the bench, feeling the engravments beneath her finger tips. Looking down, she let her fingers run over the initals, "R.M." and for a reason she wasn't sure of, she ran over those initials again and again, until she heard a voice.
"Evelyn! It's time for dinner dearie, come inside."
It was only her grandfather, standing only a few feet away from her, smiling kindly.
"Papa?" she asked suddenly.
"Mhmm?"
"Who is R.M.?" she asked, pointing to the spot on the bench where the intials were engraved.
Nodding, he said, "Oh the McCawley boy, he lives a little while away from here, or did anyway. I hear he went off to join the navy, fly a plane, that kind of thing. He used to come here as a little boy and help with little things around the farm. Him and his little friend, Danny something or other, I think."
"Oh." she said and rose and the two walked back to the house in silence, Evelyn still thinking about that boy, man now she figured, R.M... Rafe McCawley.
*~Okay, I'll tell you all this right now. She is not going to meet Rafe or Danny, but I decided to add that little thing in there, heh, I hope you guys liked this chapter. Please review, or else I'll probably remove the story, I'm big on reviews, heh, and if I don't get em, the story is usually gone. Thanks a ton and I hope you all enjoyed the story. REVIEW!!!*~