Author's Note:

Author's Note:

Hey,

First off I know this isn't the best chapter and I know that there really isn't that much Marthie and hasn't been for the last few chapters and I know some of you are getting impatient but I can promise next weeks update will have Marthie!!

Oh and be sure to check out the promo poster I made for this story, the link to view it is on my profile page.

-Caroline

Chapter Thirty-Nine

The Invitation

Ruthie looked around her bedroom. It seemed so bare, now that half of her stuff was in boxes. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to leave Glen Oak in less then eight weeks, she'd grown up here, in this very house and she knew leaving it wasn't going to be very easy. And leaving her family and friends was going to be even harder. She remembered how she angry she'd been at Mary for leaving, then at Matt, then Lucy (but she'd come back), and finally how angry she'd been at Simon. She'd never truly understood what they'd been feeling until now. And leaving wasn't all that easy.

She was starving but found herself unable to move from where she sat at the end of her bed. She knew her mom was very heartbroken and Freddie and Olivia had been depressed by the fact that she was leaving. She had to admit she had a few doubts about her rash decision but she quickly pushed them out her head. A kick from the baby finally forced her to stand and go in search of food.

Freddie looked at the two letters; he held in his hands and read them once again. He couldn't believe it. He really couldn't believe it. Smiling he slipped them each back into there envelopes.

"The Coach wants to see you." Dan, one of Martin's teammates told him. Having a feeling it wasn't good Martin slammed his locker shut and headed to Mr. Davers, the couch's office.

"Dan said you need to see me, Coach."

"Brewer, take a seat," he said pointing to the chair in front of his desk, "We need to talk, Kid."

"Sure." Martin said taking a seat a little worried as to what the coach needed to talk about.

"Look you're a great baseball player but, lately your games been all off."

"I'm sorry; a lot has been going on in my personal…"

"I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt," he said ignoring Martin, "but if your game doesn't shape up and soon, I'm gonna have to kick you off the team and that means you'd lose your scholarship."

Ruthie began to tap her fork against the inside her bowl of butter macaroni noodles in a daze. She was beginning to think that maybe she should have given Martin a chance to explain. After all they had broken up but then she remembered that he hadn't answered her calls and those had been about the baby. Then again she thought…but the ringing of the phone distracted her.

"Camden residence." She said answering.

"Hello Ruthie?"

"Yeah."

"It's Colonel and I have some great news," he said, "I found you a job."

"You did?" Ruthie exclaimed, "But I only asked you yesterday to see if there were any available good jobs there."

"Well I found you one." He said obviously happy with his success.

"All I can say is that was fast."

"And not only did I find you a job but I found you the perfect job." He said, "There's an employ daycare in the building. And they won't need you to start for another six months."

"That does sound perfect." Ruthie said, "But, what exactly is the job?"

"It's a secretary job."

"But I don't have training." Ruthie said.

"They'll train you." Colonel assured her, "I know the man that owns the company and he owes me big time. Let me give you the number."

"Ok, hold on let me find a piece of paper." Ruthie said opening up the junk drawer and pulling one out.

She quickly wrote down the numbers Colonel told her and promised to call before she hung up. Ripping off the paper with the number, she opened the junk drawer back up to put the notepaper back when she noticed an envelope. Pulling it out she opened it up to find an ivory invitation.

Mr. and Mrs. Andre Dupree request your presents

at the wedding of there daughter,

Miss Michelle Dupree

To

Mr. Beau Brewer

On the fifteenth of May two thousand and seven

At twelve thirty pm at The Glen Oak Rosewood Inn

"What was this doing in the drawer?" Ruthie asked Annie as she walked into the kitchen.

"Oh," Annie said upon seeing what was in Ruthie's hands, "We didn't want you to see that and get upset."

"Oh." Ruthie said.

"You and Martin had been having problems. And I don't think Beau accepts that you'll actually come with all that's happened and if you're not going I'm not sure weather your father or I will go. Michelle's having her Minister do the ceremony so there…." Annie said, but her voice began to blur as Ruthie looked down at the invitation again. For some reason she felt it was a sign and she knew she had to go and see Martin even if it was for the last time.