To Old Friends, and New Friends
"I can't believe Maggie is moving to the Caribbean. I can't believe she's married either." Crystal tossed some clothes onto her bed. "What should I wear?"
William laughed as he watched his wife. "Honey you don't have much clothes that you could wear, saying your on your sixth month of expecting."
Crystal stared at her husband.. "You're absolutely right William, maybe I have time to shop for a new dress before the Kennedyt's come." She walked to where Will was standing in front of a mirror putting on a tie. "Darling." She rested her head on her husbands shoulder, and stared at his image from the mirror. "Do you love me?"
William rolled his eyes. "You don't need a new dress darling, you look great in what you have on now. I'm sure Maggie, if she really is the friend you say she is, won't care what you wear."
Crystal smiled. "I guess your right. I'm going to go see what the children are doing."
William wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, and pulled her in towards him. "Did I ever tell you how happy you make me?" he leaned in, and kissed her softly on the lips.
Crystal smiled. "Not in the last couple of hours." She wrapped her arms around Williams neck. "I love you."
Charlene barged into the bedroom. "Mom!"
Crystal tuned her attention to her daughter. "What is it Charlene?"
"I am not wearing my hair in pigtails mom, I am not a baby. I'm twelve years old. I'm almost a women mother. I should be able to wear my hair however I want." Charlene pulled on her two pigtails.
"You're absolutely right honey." Crystal wrapped her arms around her daughters shoulder, and lead her out of the room, leaving William in the bedroom.
William sat on the bed, and buckeld his boots. He jumped when he heard Charlene scream.
Crystal walked back into the room smiling. "She'd rather wear pigtails than to wear her hair short."
"You threatened to cut your daughters hair?" William stared at Crystal confused.
"She takes great pride in her hair, I seen her count to a hundred at least in front of the mirror as she brushed each side." Crystal rubbed her stomach as she felt the baby kick. "So figured she'd never cut her hair." "Good thinking." William walked up next to his wife, and placed his hand over her stomach. "Three more months. I can't believe your father actually got a shack in towm for until our baby is born."
"Well he regrets not being there when Thomas was born." Crystal walked into the hall with William following behind.
"Mr. & Mrs. Turner, Mr. & Mrs. Kennedy have arrived." Darrin called from the parlor.
Crystal took Williams hand, and hurried him downstairs into the parlor. She wrapped her arms around her friend. "Maggie, it's been so long. Twelve years."
Maggie smiled at her old friend. "Crystal you look." She noticed Crystals stomach. "Having another baby. Don't you have two alredy?" she rolled her eyes. "Well I'm not one to talk, Oliver, and I have two kids already. You haven't met my husband." She turned to face her husband. "Oliver this is my best friend from twelve years ago."
William cleared his throat. "Darling?"
Crystal laughed when she heard her husband. She looked at Oliver, and Maggie. "This is my husband William Turner."
"Wait, didn't a Mr. Turner pick you up from the finishing school when we were sixteen?" Maggie smiled at William.
"Mom, dad, can we come in?" Two boys peeked into the house.
William smiled at them. "You must be the two young Kennedy's, right?"
Oliver smiled. "Yes the red haired one is Patrick, and the Blonde one is Peter."
Patrick shook Williams hand. "I'm fifteen."
"I'm eight." Peter went, and hid behind his mother.
William called up the stairs. "Charlene, Lance bring Thomas downstairs. We want you to meet your mothers old classmates, and their children."
Darrin came downstairs. "I put the kennedys belongings in the two guest rooms, sir."
"Thank you Darrin. Will you please get some rum for Oliver, and I?" William stared at Oliver. "Do you like rum?"
Oliver grinned. "I enjoy a glass every opportunity I get." He walked over next to William. "We appreciate you opening your house to us until we move into our home next week."
Williamn smiled. "Our pleasure."
Charlene, came running down the stairs with Thomas in her arms. "Here we are mom." She sat on the sofa with Thomas on her lap.
Patrick took a a seat next to Charlene. "Hello there, I'm Patrick. The oldest son."
Charlene held Thomas closer to her, as she tickled his chin. She looked at Patrick. "I'm Charlene, my brothers the oldest by a couple of minutes."
"My mother said something about your mom having two children who are twins." Patrick watched as Thomas giggled. "Can I hold your brother?"
"Mom can Patrick hold Thomas?" Charlen stared at her mom.
Crystal stared at Patrick, and then Charlene. "I don't mind, jus6t be careful." Patrick took a hold of Thomas. "He seems like a happy baby."
Charlene rolled her eyes. "I would be happy too if I was getting as much attention as he gets. I guess he deserves it though saying he really didn't have much time being the baby in the family now that my moms pregnant."
"Sorry I was late mom. I was trying to straighten my tie." Lance stared at all the people in the parlor. He took Maggie's hand, and kissed it softly. "You must be mrs. Kennedy. Mom told us all about you, and her."
Oliver stared at William. "You've raised quiet a chamer, haven't you?"
William smiled, and looked over at where his daughter was sitting with Patrick, and Thomas. "Your son certainly has a way with girls himself as well oliver."
Oliver grinned. "Yeah he does. He also likes being around young children as well. He's amazing with Peter."
"William, Maggie, and are I going to the gardens, we'll be back in a couple of minutes." Crystal lead her friend outside. She showed Maggie her roses, and where the stables were. "I see that Peter doiesn't seem to want you out of his site." She smiled at the boy still clinging to Maggie.
Maggie ran her fingers through her sons hair. "I love your garden."
Peter smiled as he saw one of he horses peeking out of the stable. "Mommy, look at the horse."
Crystal stared at the black Mayor, and looked at Peter. "That's Charlenes horse, her name is Black Pearl."
Peter smiled up at Crystal. "That's a pretty name."
Charlene, and Patrick came outside up to their mothers. "Mom can I show Patrick my horse?" she smiled at peter. "Hello Poeter, I'm Charlene."
Peter beamed. "Black Pearls owner."
"That's right, you like horses?" Charlene stared at Peter. "Maybe if it's okay, I could walk my horse, and you around the stables." She stared at Maggie. "I mean if that's alright with you Mrs. Kennedy."
"I guess that'll be okay, make sure you hold onto him tight, so he doesn't fall off." Maggie smiled at Crystal. "She looks just like you."
"Don't worry Mrs. Kennedy, I ride with Thomas on my lap all the time." Charlene smiled at her mother. "With Lance holding the rope of course, my horse is very gentle."
"I'll walk beside them, holding her horses rope mom." Patrick took his brother by the hand. "Come on buddy."
Charlene lead them to the stables, she hugged her horses neck. "You ready to get set up to ride girl?" She prepared the horse to ride, then helped peter on, and got on behind him. She handed Patrick the rope. "Walk slow."
Peter looked up behind him at Charlene. "How long have you had this horse?"
"Since I was six years old." Charlene smiled down at Peter. "She was a baby when I started training her, my dads horse was pregnant with Black pearl when he baught her, my dad had no clue either."
"Does Lance have a horse?" Patrick look up at Charlene.
Charlene rolled her eyes. "He's afraid of anything that moves on four legs bigger then him."
"Well I don't blame him. I'm not to fond of horses myself." Patrick smiled as he saw his mom, and Crystal watching at the fence.
Maggie smiled at her oldest son, and turned to face her friend. "I think my son likes your daughter, he wouldn't even get near a horse when we lived in London." Crystal smiled. "Lance is afraid of horse, so am I to be honest. William taught Charlene everything about horses that he knew." She smiled at her daughter. "Charlene used to sleep out in the barn next to her horse when it was a baby. She was six at the time, and William told her the horse wasn't going to survive the night because it was born to early. So she brought out her pillow, blanket, and books. She told me that if the horse was leaving, she wanted it to know that she wasn't going to leave it."
Maggie stared amazingly at Charlene. "And she was only six?"
"William, and I found that Charlene wasn't your regular girl." Crystal saw William, and Oliver standing with Lance t the back door. "I think it's time for dinner."
"Patrick, Charlene, Peter. Time for dinner." Maggie walked with Crystal into the house, leaving the three children outside.
Charlene got off the horse,. Then helped Peter down. You could take your brother inside. I'll be in there in a couple of minutes. I need to put my horse away." Charlene lead Black Pearl into her stall, and grabbed an apple from a pail. "So tell me honestly Pearl, what do you think of that red haired boy?"
Black Pearl nudged at Charlene softly.
Charlene kissed Pearl between her eyes. "I think so to." She locked the stall, and ran back into the house. She found both families sitting around the table.
"Have a seat." Patrick pulled a chair next to him out for Charlene, and pulled it in once she was seated. Then sat next to her. He stared at his father. "Dad, you should watch Charlene, and how she is with Black Pearl."
"Black Pearl?" Oliver m stared across the long table at William.
William nodded. "Yes Black Pearl is s Mayor."
"Yes Mr. Kennedy." Charlene smiled. "She's the black horse, if you ever end up walking to the stables. She trust everyone that I trust."
"I hope you trust me." Oliver smiled as he noticed his oldest son stare at her. "You mean to tell me that Charlene got my son to go near a horse?"
"Dad." Patrick stared down at his food.
Lance smiled at Patrick. "I don't like horses either."
"Your sister was telling me that." Patrick took a drink of water.
"It'll be nice knowing more people here. "Charlene smiled at her husband.
William raised his glass. "To Old friends, and New friends."
"To old friends, and new friends." Oliver raised his glass as well.
"I can't believe Maggie is moving to the Caribbean. I can't believe she's married either." Crystal tossed some clothes onto her bed. "What should I wear?"
William laughed as he watched his wife. "Honey you don't have much clothes that you could wear, saying your on your sixth month of expecting."
Crystal stared at her husband.. "You're absolutely right William, maybe I have time to shop for a new dress before the Kennedyt's come." She walked to where Will was standing in front of a mirror putting on a tie. "Darling." She rested her head on her husbands shoulder, and stared at his image from the mirror. "Do you love me?"
William rolled his eyes. "You don't need a new dress darling, you look great in what you have on now. I'm sure Maggie, if she really is the friend you say she is, won't care what you wear."
Crystal smiled. "I guess your right. I'm going to go see what the children are doing."
William wrapped his arms around his wife's waist, and pulled her in towards him. "Did I ever tell you how happy you make me?" he leaned in, and kissed her softly on the lips.
Crystal smiled. "Not in the last couple of hours." She wrapped her arms around Williams neck. "I love you."
Charlene barged into the bedroom. "Mom!"
Crystal tuned her attention to her daughter. "What is it Charlene?"
"I am not wearing my hair in pigtails mom, I am not a baby. I'm twelve years old. I'm almost a women mother. I should be able to wear my hair however I want." Charlene pulled on her two pigtails.
"You're absolutely right honey." Crystal wrapped her arms around her daughters shoulder, and lead her out of the room, leaving William in the bedroom.
William sat on the bed, and buckeld his boots. He jumped when he heard Charlene scream.
Crystal walked back into the room smiling. "She'd rather wear pigtails than to wear her hair short."
"You threatened to cut your daughters hair?" William stared at Crystal confused.
"She takes great pride in her hair, I seen her count to a hundred at least in front of the mirror as she brushed each side." Crystal rubbed her stomach as she felt the baby kick. "So figured she'd never cut her hair." "Good thinking." William walked up next to his wife, and placed his hand over her stomach. "Three more months. I can't believe your father actually got a shack in towm for until our baby is born."
"Well he regrets not being there when Thomas was born." Crystal walked into the hall with William following behind.
"Mr. & Mrs. Turner, Mr. & Mrs. Kennedy have arrived." Darrin called from the parlor.
Crystal took Williams hand, and hurried him downstairs into the parlor. She wrapped her arms around her friend. "Maggie, it's been so long. Twelve years."
Maggie smiled at her old friend. "Crystal you look." She noticed Crystals stomach. "Having another baby. Don't you have two alredy?" she rolled her eyes. "Well I'm not one to talk, Oliver, and I have two kids already. You haven't met my husband." She turned to face her husband. "Oliver this is my best friend from twelve years ago."
William cleared his throat. "Darling?"
Crystal laughed when she heard her husband. She looked at Oliver, and Maggie. "This is my husband William Turner."
"Wait, didn't a Mr. Turner pick you up from the finishing school when we were sixteen?" Maggie smiled at William.
"Mom, dad, can we come in?" Two boys peeked into the house.
William smiled at them. "You must be the two young Kennedy's, right?"
Oliver smiled. "Yes the red haired one is Patrick, and the Blonde one is Peter."
Patrick shook Williams hand. "I'm fifteen."
"I'm eight." Peter went, and hid behind his mother.
William called up the stairs. "Charlene, Lance bring Thomas downstairs. We want you to meet your mothers old classmates, and their children."
Darrin came downstairs. "I put the kennedys belongings in the two guest rooms, sir."
"Thank you Darrin. Will you please get some rum for Oliver, and I?" William stared at Oliver. "Do you like rum?"
Oliver grinned. "I enjoy a glass every opportunity I get." He walked over next to William. "We appreciate you opening your house to us until we move into our home next week."
Williamn smiled. "Our pleasure."
Charlene, came running down the stairs with Thomas in her arms. "Here we are mom." She sat on the sofa with Thomas on her lap.
Patrick took a a seat next to Charlene. "Hello there, I'm Patrick. The oldest son."
Charlene held Thomas closer to her, as she tickled his chin. She looked at Patrick. "I'm Charlene, my brothers the oldest by a couple of minutes."
"My mother said something about your mom having two children who are twins." Patrick watched as Thomas giggled. "Can I hold your brother?"
"Mom can Patrick hold Thomas?" Charlen stared at her mom.
Crystal stared at Patrick, and then Charlene. "I don't mind, jus6t be careful." Patrick took a hold of Thomas. "He seems like a happy baby."
Charlene rolled her eyes. "I would be happy too if I was getting as much attention as he gets. I guess he deserves it though saying he really didn't have much time being the baby in the family now that my moms pregnant."
"Sorry I was late mom. I was trying to straighten my tie." Lance stared at all the people in the parlor. He took Maggie's hand, and kissed it softly. "You must be mrs. Kennedy. Mom told us all about you, and her."
Oliver stared at William. "You've raised quiet a chamer, haven't you?"
William smiled, and looked over at where his daughter was sitting with Patrick, and Thomas. "Your son certainly has a way with girls himself as well oliver."
Oliver grinned. "Yeah he does. He also likes being around young children as well. He's amazing with Peter."
"William, Maggie, and are I going to the gardens, we'll be back in a couple of minutes." Crystal lead her friend outside. She showed Maggie her roses, and where the stables were. "I see that Peter doiesn't seem to want you out of his site." She smiled at the boy still clinging to Maggie.
Maggie ran her fingers through her sons hair. "I love your garden."
Peter smiled as he saw one of he horses peeking out of the stable. "Mommy, look at the horse."
Crystal stared at the black Mayor, and looked at Peter. "That's Charlenes horse, her name is Black Pearl."
Peter smiled up at Crystal. "That's a pretty name."
Charlene, and Patrick came outside up to their mothers. "Mom can I show Patrick my horse?" she smiled at peter. "Hello Poeter, I'm Charlene."
Peter beamed. "Black Pearls owner."
"That's right, you like horses?" Charlene stared at Peter. "Maybe if it's okay, I could walk my horse, and you around the stables." She stared at Maggie. "I mean if that's alright with you Mrs. Kennedy."
"I guess that'll be okay, make sure you hold onto him tight, so he doesn't fall off." Maggie smiled at Crystal. "She looks just like you."
"Don't worry Mrs. Kennedy, I ride with Thomas on my lap all the time." Charlene smiled at her mother. "With Lance holding the rope of course, my horse is very gentle."
"I'll walk beside them, holding her horses rope mom." Patrick took his brother by the hand. "Come on buddy."
Charlene lead them to the stables, she hugged her horses neck. "You ready to get set up to ride girl?" She prepared the horse to ride, then helped peter on, and got on behind him. She handed Patrick the rope. "Walk slow."
Peter looked up behind him at Charlene. "How long have you had this horse?"
"Since I was six years old." Charlene smiled down at Peter. "She was a baby when I started training her, my dads horse was pregnant with Black pearl when he baught her, my dad had no clue either."
"Does Lance have a horse?" Patrick look up at Charlene.
Charlene rolled her eyes. "He's afraid of anything that moves on four legs bigger then him."
"Well I don't blame him. I'm not to fond of horses myself." Patrick smiled as he saw his mom, and Crystal watching at the fence.
Maggie smiled at her oldest son, and turned to face her friend. "I think my son likes your daughter, he wouldn't even get near a horse when we lived in London." Crystal smiled. "Lance is afraid of horse, so am I to be honest. William taught Charlene everything about horses that he knew." She smiled at her daughter. "Charlene used to sleep out in the barn next to her horse when it was a baby. She was six at the time, and William told her the horse wasn't going to survive the night because it was born to early. So she brought out her pillow, blanket, and books. She told me that if the horse was leaving, she wanted it to know that she wasn't going to leave it."
Maggie stared amazingly at Charlene. "And she was only six?"
"William, and I found that Charlene wasn't your regular girl." Crystal saw William, and Oliver standing with Lance t the back door. "I think it's time for dinner."
"Patrick, Charlene, Peter. Time for dinner." Maggie walked with Crystal into the house, leaving the three children outside.
Charlene got off the horse,. Then helped Peter down. You could take your brother inside. I'll be in there in a couple of minutes. I need to put my horse away." Charlene lead Black Pearl into her stall, and grabbed an apple from a pail. "So tell me honestly Pearl, what do you think of that red haired boy?"
Black Pearl nudged at Charlene softly.
Charlene kissed Pearl between her eyes. "I think so to." She locked the stall, and ran back into the house. She found both families sitting around the table.
"Have a seat." Patrick pulled a chair next to him out for Charlene, and pulled it in once she was seated. Then sat next to her. He stared at his father. "Dad, you should watch Charlene, and how she is with Black Pearl."
"Black Pearl?" Oliver m stared across the long table at William.
William nodded. "Yes Black Pearl is s Mayor."
"Yes Mr. Kennedy." Charlene smiled. "She's the black horse, if you ever end up walking to the stables. She trust everyone that I trust."
"I hope you trust me." Oliver smiled as he noticed his oldest son stare at her. "You mean to tell me that Charlene got my son to go near a horse?"
"Dad." Patrick stared down at his food.
Lance smiled at Patrick. "I don't like horses either."
"Your sister was telling me that." Patrick took a drink of water.
"It'll be nice knowing more people here. "Charlene smiled at her husband.
William raised his glass. "To Old friends, and New friends."
"To old friends, and new friends." Oliver raised his glass as well.