I run down to dinner and find the whole family (well, not a family, maybe group of people I'm close to) around the table.
Oxley, Indy and Abner are all in deep conversation.
"What's going on?" I ask, sitting down next to Indy.
"We're going away for the summer." Abner says gruffly.
"WHAT?!" I yell, nearly leaping out of my seat.
"Marion, we know where the Head Piece is." Oxley explains excitedly, his blue eyes alight.
"Where?" I ask.
"It's hidden in a tomb a few miles south of Cairo." Abner answered.
I sit in silence for a few minutes.
"When do you leave?" I ask, looking from face to face.
"A week from tomorrow."
"Oh." I say, sitting down. I'm never included on these trips, so I know that the disappointment is just how its going to be.
"Would you like to come, Marion?"
I look up at Abner, his green eyes, so similar to mine, are twinkling.
"Hell yes!" I shout. "Are we going by plane or boat?"
"Plane, and don't swear Marion." Abner reprimands.
"And what are we going to be doing in Cairo?" I ask.
"We will be digging. But you will have other jobs. You'll sort of be our unofficial assistant." Oxley says, winking at me.
I can't help but beam, happy that I'm being let in on this.
"But Marion, you will have to be cautious." My father warns. "We have a feeling that we're going to be followed and watched. By who, we can't even guess. But we do know that we're not the only ones who want the Headpiece."
The rest of dinner passes in conversation of the trip. I glance over at Jones, knowing he is just as excited about this as I am.
Well, probably not as excited as I am. I nearly bouncing up and down in my seat.
I, seventeen year old Marion Elena Ravenwood, am about to participate in an archaeological dig in CAIRO.
I swear, they should make a movie about my life and its adventures.
Seriously.