Road Trip – Part 4

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I need to thank you for this morning Kit,” John said as they stood eating and drinking.

 

“It’s all right – I explained to them the problems,” she said before she bit into a pie, smiling as John walked off.

 

"So if the religious divides still run that deep, how would both sides cope if you ever married John Kit?" Caroline asked.

"I'm really not sure,” Kit eventually said, “but my Mother compares it to the situation when the former Duke of Northumberland married one of the Duke of Buccleuch's daughters just after World War Two."

"How so?"

"The ancient cross-border feud between the Percy's and the Douglass's was still fresh in the minds of many of the two families’ supporters, even though it had really stopped centuries before. The actual ducal families got on fine, but it is said to avoid Douglas patriots the Duke of Northumberland had to be smuggled over the border to court his lady."

"Oh my God!" Ama nearly dropped her half-time food.

"They call it inherited tribalism, and it’s just what we have in Ireland."

"We have it back in Africa, but here in Europe I didn't expect to hear of it."

"Oh don't think we are any better than other peoples round the world." Kit laughed. "And in answer to your question, what would happen we will only know 'when' I marry John."


"You talk like it's a certainty." Nikki brought mugs of tea.

"Oh it is...IT IS!" Kit beamed.  “He just doesn’t know it yet.”

 

 

 

 

“TOM!”

 

Tom slowly turned round as he saw a woman walking towards him with long greying hair.

 

“Lenora – how may I help you?”

 

“Did you hear what happened to my girl?”

 

“I was told this morning – is she all right?”

 

“She’s been babbling about a ghost – but I think your daughter had something to do with it, and if she did...”

 

“Lenora,” Tom said quietly, “do you honestly think any member of MY family would try and pull a stunt like that THERE?”

 

She stood silent for a minute, and then said “no...  No, of course they would not.”

 

“Right – look to some of the other girlfriends, all right.”

 

“Tom – she said she saw him...”

 

“I doubt it, Lenora, I very much doubt it.”

 

“Dad – Second half’s about to start!”

 

“Coming,” Tom said as he turned and walked away.

 

 

8 am

Sebring

The Holiday Inn

 

Jeannie was lost in a dream in which she and Winston were floating gently down the river on a punt, with singers serenading from the banks of the river.

 

As she passed under a bridge, she saw a small, slim man looking at her, before he smiled and started singing...

 

Tra la-la-la-la la-la-la-la
Happy birthday sweet sixteen
Tra la-la-la-la la-la-la-la
Happy birthday sweet sixteen

Tonight's the night I've waited for
Because you're not a baby anymore
You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen,
Happy birthday sweet sixteen

What happened to that funny face
My little tomboy now wears satins and lace
I can't believe my eyes you're just a teenage dream
Happy birthday sweet sixteen

When you were only six I was your big brother
Then when a you were ten we didn't like each other
When you were thirteen You was a funny valentine
But since you've grown up Your future is sewn up
From now on you're gonna be mine, so

If I should smile with sweet surprise
It's just that you've grown up before my very eyes
You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Happy birthday sweet sixteen

If I should smile with sweet surprise
It's just that you've grown up before my very eyes
You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Happy birthday sweet sixteen

Tra la-la-la-la la-la-la-la Happy birthday sweet sixteen
Tra la-la-la-la la-la-la-la Happy birthday sweet sixteen
Tra la-la-la-la la-la-la-la Happy birthday sweet sixteen

As Neil Sedaka's tones faded away, Jeannie opened her eyes, and saw Barbara and John standing in her room.

 

"How did I know you were going to do something like that to wake me up Mum?"

"I tried to stop her love," John smiled, “but she insisted it had to be THAT song and at full blast."

"You'll have woken the whole hotel Mum." Jeannie grinned.

"Let people complain," Barbara laughed, "my beautiful daughter will only ever have one sixteenth birthday."

 "Here let me sit you up," John said as he gently maneuvered his granddaughter so she was sitting upright.


"Now you knew you were going to get your van for your birthday darling, but here are the keys, and you can drive it when we are home in New York." Barbara smiled.

"Thank you Mum," Jeannie kissed her mother and took the keys, "my OWN wheels."

"And be careful," her grandfather spoke as he too kissed her.

 

“So what else do I get?”

 

"Well, these cards are all from family and friends back home in England." Barbara brought in a small box.

"WOW! So many people remembered."

"It seems you are a VERY popular young lady," John looked on as Jeannie started to open them.

"Who is that one from darling?"

"It's from Rose and Maeve...Isn't it a great card," Susan held up the largest card as she opened it, "and such a nice message," she beamed as she read inside.

"Let me see," John took it, "Oh yes that is nice."

"This one is from all the kids in my old class in Harlow." Jeannie held up another, "I think virtually everyone has signed it."

 

As she opened the next card, Jeannie smiled and said “it’s from Annie MacKenzie – she says next time she sees me, she’ll give me a big surprise.”

 

“That will be in Munich in two weeks time,” Barbara said with a smile.   “Who’s the next card from?”

 

“Lily – she also sent tickets to the McQueen exhibition.”

 

“Well that’s nice of her,” Barbara said.

 

"OH MY GOD!" Jeannie laughed heartily as she opened one particular card.

"What is that?" Barbara shook her head as she saw the drawing of a naked arse sticking out a window, and someone with a red hot iron about to strike and brand the person.

"It's from Miss Nightingale.  The scene is from Chaucer's Millers Tale, she drew it especially to remind me just how much I LOVED doing Chaucer."

"I'd say it’s rather 'cheeky' personally."

"Oh Dad...Bad puns like that stink."

 

“Who’s that one from then,” John said as Jeannie opened another card.

 

"This one is from Aunt Denise Mum...I wish you had invited her tonight."

"It would have been nice darling." John looked at his daughter.

"She probably wouldn't have come from Tulsa anyway..."

"Mum you don't know that."

 

“Well, it’s nice that she remembered to send a card anyway.”

 

“All right – shower, change, and then breakfast young lady...”

 

 

2.10 pm GMT

Clamman Park

 

“Ten minutes to go – and it’s 2-1 to them,” Eve said as the play continued at a fast pace.  “COME ON ATHLETIC!”

 

“Okay, so this is exciting,” Nikki said, “and the crowd really...”

 

She fell silent as Donny McDonald took the ball and sprinted down the field, before chipping it over the keeper and into the back of the net.

 

“YYEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”

 

John and Kit hugged each other and kissed, before they realised everyone was watching them.

 

“Well, I see there was...”

 

“Don’t say it,” Caroline whispered as she looked at Nikki, while Ama just smiled.

 

A few minutes later, the full time whistle went, and the crowd applauded both teams off.

 

“And with that,” Eve said, “we need to get back to the house.  We have to get you lot to Dublin Airport for your flight.”

 

“So what happens now to resolve the tie?”

 

“A replay Ama – I’ll have to get someone to film it and send it to you.”

 

“Thank you – I need to know how it ends...”

 

“Come on,” Tom said, “Alice and Jo will be wondering where we have got to...”

 

 

9.30 am

Sebring

 

“Well, I see you’ve dressed for the occasion?”

 

“Well, the theme is On The Beach, so I thought sleeveless blouse and shorts were appropriate – and can I ask a question?”

 

“Of course.”

 

"What brings you to Florida Missy?" Jeannie smiled in surprise as she wheeled herself into the hotel suites sitting room, to see her agent sitting on a recliner.


"Well I heard this rumor that a certain famous model had a birthday today." Missy stood up and hugged her client. "So I flew down to see if it was true."

"Oh it’s true, okay...Sixteen...I'm getting OLD!"


"Oh I wish I was just as old," Missy laughed. "Anyway I got ordered to bring some presents and other tokens of affection from people in the industry..."

"Is that them?" Jeannie pointed to a huge pile on the floor.

"Most of them, but I've kept a few back for your party."

"Oh dear Lord...Just so much," Jeannie shook her head as she started to look through the cards.  “There’s even a card from Mother...”

 

“Well, BS, you sometimes forget just how highly you are loved – how’s it been so far?”

 

“Well, I got my van keys, if not my van, and a lot of cards already – and I haven’t even seen any of the others yet.”

 

“Ah well – in that case, perhaps this young man will take you down to breakfast?”

 

“It will be my pleasure,” House said as Missy followed them both out.

 

“And what is waiting downstairs for me, you wonderful big lummox you?”

 

“Breakfast – and some of the girls,” House said, Jeannie not noticing as a minibus pulled up outside the hotel.

 

 

“Well, good morning darling,” Kylie drawled as she and Marina saw House bring Jeannie in, “come and join us please.”

 

“Some of the others have surfaced,” Marina said, “but I would not expect to see anyone from RCM until later.  From what I heard, it was after midnight before they even left the garage.”

 

“Well, that’s all right,” Jeannie said with a smile, “I should have known you would both be up however.  Do you two never have a lie-in?”

 

“When the morning is as beautiful as this?  Of course not,” Kylie said with a smile.

 

“Do me a favour – when you start in August, remember how much I like Mondays.”

 

“Which is her polite way of saying she can’t stand them,” House said, “what do you fancy for breakfast this morning?”

 

“Can you see if they can do me a three egg omelette,” Jeannie said, House nodding before he went off.

 

“Orange Juice, Miss Brewster?”

 

“Why thank...”  Jeannie slowly looked round and then screamed as she said “CATHY!”

 

“Hey Jeans,” her old school friend said as they hugged each other, “surprise.”

 

“Oh God I am surprised – what are you doing here?  Sorry – manners, Kylie, Marina, this is Cathy Nash, one of my friends from Harlow.  Cathy, meet Kylie Mitchell and Marina Sikowski.  They’re based in Hong Kong just now, but moving to New York later this year.”

 

“A pleasure darling,” Kylie said with a smile, “so you knew Jeannie before she was famous.”

 

“Never mind that – what are you doing here?”

 

“Oh your mother thought the three us might like to come out for a week – come to your party, then spend a couple of days in New York.”

 

“Three of...  Liz!  Ashley!”

 

“Hey Jeans,” Liz Ayerst and Ashley Marzinski said as they came to the table.  “Mind if we join you?”

 

“Of course not – but I hope you girls came prepared.”

 

“Here you go,” Cathy said as she poured the orange juice.  “And we’re prepared – we flew in yesterday and spent the night watching the end of the race from the hotel.”

 

“While I was working and then collapsing into a heap – Mum, did you know?”

 

“Of course I did,” Barbara said as she came over, “your grandfather made sure they arrived safely.  I hope you all slept well girls?”

 

“Like a log,” Liz said as Winston came back.  “Here we go – ah, good to see all three of you.  Why don’t you come with me and we’ll get some food together?”

 

“Sounds good – Kylie, don’t let her go anywhere?”

 

“Oh I think she will stay with us,” Kylie said with a smile as the four of them went off.

 

“Okay – this is going to be one of those days, isn’t it?”

 

“If I was you,” Marina said as she sipped her coffee, “I’d stop resisting and just go with the flow.”

 

“Oh yeah,” Jeannie said as she cut into her eggs, “I get that feeling already...”

 

 

 

 

“Grammy!”

 

“Hey little one,” Juliette said as she picked Judith up and kissed her nose, “ready for breakfast?”

 

“Yes please – I want waffles today.”

 

“Then waffles you shall have – how are you two this morning?”

 

“Awake,” Annie said, “even if I know I’m facing that flaming train back tomorrow with Jeanne and the Boyds.”

 

“You’d almost think Frieda gave birth early so she could fly back with the others.”

 

“No,” Frieda said as she and Pussy joined them in the hotel lobby, “but I understand the feeling.  Fortunately, AmTrak were understanding and refunded our fares.”

 

“Look on the bright side – Caroline and Ama will be back to welcome you.”

 

“Oh yes – I hear they had an amazing time this last week...”

 

 

 

 

 

“Well hello you two,” Abby said as she saw Ally and Nell approaching, “and where did you two disappear off to last night?”

 

“Well,” Ally said, “you see, there were these two awfully nice mechanics, who offered to show us their differentials, and so...”

 

“Just as well the Treharran clan aren’t here,” Abby said as Diana shook her head. 

 

“Who said that?”

 

“MICK!”  Ness smiled as she turned and embraced Mick Harran, Fi standing behind him.

 

“We got an invite, and Mum said we should both come.”

 

“So, this mechanic?”

 

“Really did want to show us the car – we had a quiet night, but we have a reputation to maintain,” Ally said with a smile.  “So, everything ready for later?”

 

“Oh yes – she has no idea what’s coming, has she?”

 

“As it should be,” Diana said quietly as she looked over.  “I see Barbara’s special guests have arrived.”

 

“The three girls?  I recognise them from London last year – they went to the same school as Jeannie, right?”

 

“Yes they did,” Juliette said as she sat down with the others.  “Have you heard from Jo and Caroline?”

 

“They called a few minutes ago – they’re on their way back to Lardarn House, and they’ll call Jeans before they head off to the airport.”

 

 

 

 

“Tanera – come join us,” Shirley said as she saw the young Indian girl walk into the food area.

 

“Thank you, Miss Xavier,” she said as she sat with Penny and Susan.

 

“I think we can dispense with the formalities for today Tanera – call me Shirley.”

 

“Of course, Shirley.”

 

“When did you get to bed,” Penny asked as she passed Tanera a coffee.

 

“At about two – but I only need a few hours sleep, and I have tomorrow booked as leave.”

 

“Well, it’s a well earned day off,” Susan said with a smile, “everyone has complemented us on the way the last two days have passed, and I think you can expect a bonus in your next pay packet.”

 

“Now, while you’re here,” Shirley said as she sat back, “and John is otherwise occupied, I wish to discuss an upcoming assignment that we will need your professional assistance with.  We need some documents from the home of a certain David McIlroy...”

 

 

 

“Can I have some more bacon, Dad?”

 

“Of course you can Andy,” Andrew said as his son and younger daughter went to the buffet, just as Sharon came back over.

 

“They’ve had a great time Dad – and I think Andy has a soft spot for Cassandra Stone’s daughter.”

 

They looked over as Andy was talking to Capricorn at the buffet table.

 

“Good for him – perhaps I should get George Richmond to have a word with him.”

 

“Sandy’s son?  Have you seen the girl he is stepping out with?”

 

“Oh, the one who modelled as Lolita?  Apart from when they came up to the hospitality yesterday, I haven’t seen either of them really.”

 

“Dad – I’m due to hear this week about college.  What would you think if I didn’t get in at State?”

 

“I’d still think you’re my big girl,” Alan said with a smile.  “And then I’ll support you wherever you ended up.”

 

 

3.30 pm GMT

Lardarn House

 

“I guess it’s time we placed the call,” Caroline said as she opened her laptop, and then placed a Skype call.

 

“Hello Ireland,” House said as he appeared on the screen.  “Jeannie, this one is for you.”

 

“Hey there,” Jeannie said as the picture moved, and she appeared in the frame, “greetings from sunny Florida.”

 

“Hey there,” Nikki said, “how has the trip been?”

 

“Very busy, but great fun.  Who’s there with you?”

 

“Happy birthday BS Darling,” Mandy said as she and Will waved, “Have you had a good day so far.”

 

“Oh yes – full of surprises, and it’s not even lunchtime yet.”

 

“Well, by the time your party starts, we will be in the air,” Caroline said, “but we did promise we would call.”

 

“Well, we sent our present with Shirley, so i am sure you will get it later.”

 

“I’ll look forward to...  It’s not a prize pig is it?”

 

“Wait and see,” Will said with a smile.

 

"Missy has a gift certificate for you from my stores," Alice looked at the screen, "I'm just so sorry I'm not there to give it to you in person."

"Well having seen some of the pictures you got for your next campaign,” Jeannie said, “I forgive you."

Alice smiled as she said "They are really rather good aren't they?"


"They are, and Jo take that smile off your face, your secret is BUSTED! Now everyone has proof you are a top girl.  Especially the ones with the dogs..."

 

“I am never going to live this down, am I?” Jo said as she shook her head.


"You missed a great soccer game here this afternoon Jeans," Ama smiled, "even Nikki enjoyed it."

“I’ll let Pepsi know – she hasn’t surfaced yet.”

 

“Oh, what happened?”

 

“She, Doc, Becca and Sarah got roped into helping out yesterday with some things.  I’m sure she’ll be up soon.  I hope you have enjoyed the whole trip Nikki."

"Oh I have." Nikki looked contented.

"You'll get mine and Ama's present tonight." Caroline said to the screen. "But at this second I know we all just wish we could reach through this screen and hug you Jeannie."

"Oh thank you guys." Jeannie felt a little tear come to her eyes.

 

“Folks, we need to get going.”

 

“Sorry Jeans – we have a plane to catch.  We’ll catch up on Tuesday after you get back.”

 

“See you guys – and safe travels.”

 

“Enjoy the rest of your day,” Ama said as the screen went blank.

 

“And with that,” Will said, “we need to get going.  We’ll see you all in Munich in a few days time.”

 

“I hope you’ve surpassed yourself, Alice darling.”

 

“Oh I think I have,” Alice said as she hugged and kissed both of them, “drive safely.”

 

“See you there,” Caroline said as she, Ama and Nikki said their goodbyes, and accompanied them to the door.

 

“See you soon, darlings,” Mandy called from the window as they drove off, Tom and Paula waving.

 

“Thank you for everything,” Alice said as she hugged them, “and we’ll see you there as well.”

 

“Thank you for having us,” Ama said, “and Kit, I hope you and John are happy.”

 

“As for you,” Jo said, “save that Gaunt temper for others, all right?”

 

“We’ll both try to remember that,” Eve said with a smile as she saw Kit take John’s hand.

 

“Paddy will get you to the airport, and make sure you sail through security.  Safe travels, and we will talk next week Caroline – set dates and so on.”

 

“Excellent – then stay safe until I can keep you safe.”

 

“Oh we intend to – Paddy, get them there in one piece.”

 

“Of course, Your Grace,” the driver said as the party got in, and they set off, the Gaunt family waving from the doorway.

 

11 am

Sebring

 

“Well, here she is,” Juliette said as Sandy came out to the poolside table, wearing a wrap round skirt to cover her bikini briefs.  “Good sleep?”

 

“I certainly needed it – Heather is making sure the kids are properly attired for the moment,” Sandy said as she sat down.  “Some Bucks Fizz, and Eggs Benedict please,” she then said to a passing waiter.

 

“Hungry?”

 

“Like you would not believe – looks like everyone is having fun.”

 

"So what is going on tonight?" Juliette asked, "I've seen people like Nessa slipping in and out of rooms surreptitiously. I've seen a couple of faces I know weren't here for the race, and generally a lot of suspicious behavior."

"I really don't know Cherie." Diana smiled. "Barbara has planned this largely by herself with only a little help from Nessa, but I am hearing it will be an amazing party."

“Ah thank you,” Sandy said as she accepted the drink.  "The PERFECT way to unwind after the race,” she then said as she sipped from her Bucks Fizz.

"A little hair of the dog after last night Sandy?" Jack said as he joined them.

"A little, but mainly I feel in a champagne mood," Sandy laughed.

"So am I still on the clock Ju?"

"Oh I think so Jack, I'm sure today will yield some super pictures."

"That I can guarantee.  You should see who...  But I suspect in the main those are secrets."

 

“And you can keep a secret Jack?”

 

“More than you will ever know, Diana my angel.”


"So where are your co-drivers darling?" Diana looked round.

"Well last I saw, Jan was eating one of her Moms BLT's, and lecturing Katy on the merits of the shorts and bikini top she had on."

"Oh life as usual then?" Jack giggled.

"Yes...and Toni was crawling out of someone else's hotel room...and I'm not even going to speculate on how she spent last night."

 

“And Jeanne?”

 

“Sitting with her father and Janine...”

 

 

 

“Hey – I see you made it,” Grace said as she joined Sarah and Helen by the poolside.

 

“Sorry we missed yesterday, but we had things to do,” Sarah said as they made their way to a table.

 

"Barbara told me your hand-made card was a huge hit Sarah." Grace eased herself into one of the poolside recliners.

"Good - I thought Jeannie would get a kick from it."

"Oh I'm sure she did." Harriet said as she lay down.

"Now where have you and your clarinet been sneaking off to?" Grace lifted her sunglasses to stare at her friend.

"None of your beeswax...just wait and you'll see."

"I just hate it when she keeps secrets." Sarah smiled.

"Can someone put this suntan screen on me please?"

"I'll do you if you do me," Harriet volunteered.

 

“Got it,” Grace said as she leaned forward, and then saw three girls running down to the pool.

 

“Cathy Nash, Liz Ayerst, Ashley Marzinski,” Sarah called out, “how often have I got to lecture you about running on the poolside.”

 

“Sorry Miss Nightingale,” Liz called back, before all three stopped and turned round.

 

“She’s joking,” Grace said, “I’m glad Barbara was able to get you over for this.  Now go and have fun.”

 

"How are your feet Doc?" Becca asked as she found her friend sitting on the edge dangling them in the pool.

"Easier than they were last night," Anna said as she looked upwards. "Jeannie sometimes doesn't know the agony she is sparing herself having no feeling down there."

"Yes but equally she can't feel from House, the things that Chet had you moaning and groaning doing last night." Pepsi sat down on her friend’s other side and smiled.

"True," Doc grinned.  “So it was worth it in the end.”

 

“So where is he?”

 

“Family time...”

 

 

 

"He's in disgrace," Sarah laughed as H sat down at the table, "he promised me five times last night, but he ended up crying uncle after just three."

"You should have eaten oysters H," Blair joined the laughter.

"I had half a dozen,” the young man said, “but I want my money back...three didn't work."

"Rubbish...I'm just too much woman for you."

"Oh that sounds like a challenge," Blair laughed again.

"Well I have no complaints," Tracey joined the young people, "all Augie's oysters worked."

"Mom we didn't need to know that..."

"You don't think your parents have sex." Augie sat down.

"Like most children I chose not to think about it Daddy."

 

 

 

“Are you enjoying the day so far,” Abby said as she sat with Jeannie.

 

“I am, actually – old friends appearing, and a lovely relaxing day after an almost 18 hour day yesterday,” Jeannie said as she stretched her arms out.  “I may even go in for a swim in a few minutes – on which note, Missy gave me a fantastic birthday present today.”

 

“Oh – and what was that?”

 

“They asked me for this year’s issue.”

 

“Well done that girl,” Abby said as they high fived each other.

 

“So have you been asked?”

 

“Oh yes – in fact, we’re doing the same weekend...  Well, now this is a surprise.”

 

“What is?”

 

“Hey Jeannie – happy birthday.”

 

Jeannie looked back to see two friends standing behind her.

 

"MARY!  When did you arrive?"

"Trina Culver and I got in this morning,” Mary Clarke said with a smile as she walked round and hugged her friend, “you didn't think we'd miss this party did you?"

"Just how many top girls has my mother actually invited?"

"Well from the familiar faces on the plane,” Trina said, “an awful lot."

"We just grabbed a handful of cabs after the show last night and all headed to the airport."

"So how were the Hollywood designers?" Jeannie kissed her friends.

"Personally, or the clothes?"

"The clothes."

Trina smiled and shook her head.  "Well Mary hated what they had her in...my outfit looked like something out of Dynasty...VERY overdone."

"Oh sounds like I'm glad I missed it."

"Well I'm sure you had more fun here." Lindsey Wixson said as she kissed the birthday girl. "Happy Birthday Jeans."

 

“Thanks – we’re just chilling for a while, so pull up some chairs, sit down, and grab a drink.”

 

“Sounds good to me,” Trina said as she sat down.  “Is that Sharon Kennedy over there?”

 

“It is – she was invited down with her father because he is doing some work for Shirley Xavier, one of the sponsors of the race team.”

 

“Well, a few friendly faces make things go much more quickly,” Mary said with a smile.

 

 

 

“Jan,” Clint said as he looked at her, “just let Katy be Katy today, all right?”

 

Jan looked at Katy, in her micro bikini top and denim hot pants, and then said “all right – but watch her Bev, all right?”

 

“Of course,” Bev said as the two of them went out, Katherine coming out and wiping her hands.

 

“She really is growing up, isn’t she?”

 

“Oh yes – packing Clint?”

 

“We’ll have everything locked up tonight.  Hit the road in the morning, be back later Tuesday.”

 

“Some week, eh?”

 

“Yeah,” Jan said, “some week.”

 

“Come on,” Katherine said, “let’s go and join the others, unwind.  You need to after yesterday.”

 

“Yeah – come on, let’s go and have some fun...”

 

 

 

“So things are coming together Nessa?”

 

“Oh yes,” Nessa said quietly as they looked at the hospitality suite.  Tanera and her team had cleared out, and now a stage was being set up to one side, while party decorations were hanging down.  “I think everything will be ready in time.”

 

“Nice – think I can get a number in.”

 

“Lord Treharran,” Nessa said as she turned and smiled, “I heard you were in the area.”

 

“Well, I thought you might like a personally delivered copy of this,” Mick said as he handed Nessa a CD.  Looking at the cover, she said “well now – when does it get released?”

 

“Beginning of May, but the preview copies go out next week.  I wanted you to get the first one?”

 

“Thank you,” Nessa said with a smile.  “So, want to have a slot tonight?  I’ll need to fit you in?”

 

“With who...  Oh dear god,” he said as he saw the two men coming to the stage, “is that...”

 

“Yeah – Mary called in a few more favours.”

 

“Ama is going to kill you, you know this?”

 

“Oh probably,” Barbara said with a smile, “but I have time to prepare for that.  Why don’t I introduce you to them...”

 

 

 

 

“So how are things going with you, Fi?”

 

“Oh we’ve been having fun,” Fiona said as she sat with Abby, Sharon, Ally and Nell, “we all met up for lunch a week or two ago, and planned out our season.”

 

“And,” Angel said as she sat down, “naturally Missy has some shoots lined up alongside that.”

 

“Surprise, surprise,” Abby said with a smile.  “Well, this is a...”

 

“Hello girls.”

 

“Missy – how do you manage to appear just as we were talking about you?”

 

“A lifetime of training – but relax, this is a day off for me as well,” she said with a smile, “I came bearing gifts from others to the birthday girl.”

 

“Well now, here is a bevy of beauties I cannot afford to miss,” Jack said as he came over, “pose for me ladies.”

 

“And what is this for Jack?”

 

“Juliette has me doing a ‘People at Sebring’ photo-feature – going back to my roots, as it were.  On which note – may I have a little word, O beauteous Countess de Ros?”

 

“Well, if you insist – hold my place here, girls,” Abby said as she walked off with Jack.  Entering the inner bar, they saw John sitting there, looking at his laptop.

 

“Hard at work or hardly working, John old chap?”

 

“Checking the studio portraits I managed to get this week – look at this one of Henri.”

 

“Magnificent,” Jack said, “look, I dragged this young lady in because I think we should give her some news.”

 

“Oh yes,” John said, “Jack and I both got a call from Cooper Union during the week.”

 

“You did?  What did they want to talk to you about?”

 

“You, sweetheart,” Jack said, “I think you may be getting a nice surprise in a week or so, but don’t say we let you know, all right?”

 

Abby grinned as she said “thanks – and don’t worry, I won’t say anything...”

 

 

 

 

“I must say, this is a divine way to spend a day,” Sandy said as she lay back and closed her eyes.

 

“Sandy?  Can we disturb you for a minute?”

 

“Sure,” she said as she looked up to see Ju and Shirley standing with a stranger.

 

“Martina, allow me to introduce you to Annabelle Richmond’s Great Niece, Sandy.  Sandy, meet Martina Jayes.”

 

“Martina...  Now that is a name you don’t hear too often.  Are you a descendant,” Sandy said as she stood up to shake her hand.

 

“His Great-Niece – his brother was my great grandfather,” Martina said.  “Juliette said we should meet, because I may need a favour of you...”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Paul, Maria – join us, please.”

 

Paulie smiled as Frieda’s parents came over and joined them, Pussy fussing over her daughter.

 

“So have you managed to get some rest now,” Gus said with a smile.

 

“Oh yes,” Paul said as the waiter brought some drinks over, “how is she today?”

 

“Sleeping now – I told Frieda to have a nap after she was up early with her.”

 

“The joys of a young baby,” Paulie said with a smile.  “We’re glad you could come back with us to New York, Maria.”

 

“Of course we shall – it means we can all fly over to Munich in time for the wedding you are all going to.”

 

“And we are glad of that,” Gus said with a smile.  “It also gives you a chance to see young Pauline here settled in.”

 

“That is true,” Maria said as she reached over and stroked the baby’s cheek.  “Are your friends flying over for the wedding?”

 

“They have been cleared for transatlantic flights,” Pussy said, “but they are going with the von Furstenheim and Huntingdown families, and Karen is flying with them as well.”

 

“First class?”

 

“Business class – they’re not that well off.”

 

 

 

 

 

“This is nice,” Sands said as she, Bev and Katy sat on the poolside and dipped their feet into the water, “just doing nothing and enjoying every second of it.”

 

“Oh yeah,” Katy said with a smile as she looked round.

 

“She looks a lot more relaxed today,” George said as he stood with Susan.

 

“Yeah – has there been any sign of him since he sneaked in yesterday?”

 

George shook his head.  “Both Bev and I will check in with Caroline tomorrow, and update her on everything that has happened.  I have to say though - the fact she’s going to be in Ireland and Germany for a few days after this actually makes me happier.”

 

“I know you and Bev can’t go over for that,” Susan said, “but Caroline and others can take over for that short time.”

 

“And she won’t be alone for a second of it,” George said as he nodded.  “Any word on the ID yet?”

 

“It’s fake – but we may have a lead on the facial recognition.  If we’re right, however, then we need to talk to Jan before we do anything else – so we enjoy today, and keep our eyes open.”

 

“Gotcha – I’m going to check with the local security for tonight, make sure gatecrashers are all kept out.”

 

“Good move – I’ll catch up with you later.  I need to spend some time with my family.”

 

“Of course you do,” George said with a smile, “go and have fun.”

 

 

6 pm GMT

Dublin International Airport

 

“That’s our flight, Mom,” Ama said as she stood up.  “As much as I have enjoyed this trip, I am looking forward to going home.”

 

“Actually, I am as well,” Jo said as she stretched up, “given what’s coming up, having a few days at home is just what the doctor ordered.”

 

“And what will you be doing at home,” Caroline said.

 

“Revising!  I have exams when we get back, after all.  You’re sure you’re fine with me staying at your place for the next couple of nights Caroline?”

 

“Well, Annie doesn’t get back until Tuesday, so of course I am.”  Putting her Jameson bag on her shoulder, she said “Come on then – let’s head back...”

 

 

 

2 pm

Sebring Holiday Inn

 

“Hey...  What do you think you’re...  NOOOOOOOOOOO!”

 

Everyone turned round and laughed as House threw Jeannie into the swimming pool, the young woman surfacing and shaking her head before she took her blouse off, revealing a coral pink bikini top as she threw it at her boyfriend.

 

“Well, you said you were a little hot,” House grinned, “and what better way to cool off?”

 

“What he said,” Liz said as she looked on from the edge of the pool, Cathy and Ashley giggling as Jeannie swam over to them.

 

“Well, serves me right,” she said with a smile as Carina walked past, Judith floating along with her.

 

“She really is enjoying the day isn’t she,” Barbara said as she stood with John.

 

“Oh yes she is – and I hope she enjoys tonight as well,” her grandfather said with a smile.

 

“Oh I think she will – every little bit of it.”

 

“You know, he’d have been proud of the way she turned out, despite everything.”

 

“Yeah, I know – still wish he’d been here to see it though.”

 

“I know,” John said as he hugged Barbara, and kissed her on the head.

 

“Did you manage to get the transport sorted out for later?”

 

“Yeah – Roy has a friend who can provide the perfect car.  I’m meeting with him just before five to learn how to drive it.”

 

“And the racetrack?”

 

“Giorgio had a word with them – it’s all in hand.”

 

 

 

“Hey Ju  - can I join you for a few minutes?”

 

“Of course you can Cassandra – I see Capricorn is getting on well with Andy Kennedy?”

 

“Oh you noticed that as well – and Stevie is having fun with Erica as well.”

 

Cassandra smiled as she whispered “you might like to know the final cut is coming together – when you get back from the honeymoon, I wondered if certain people would like to see a private screening before the premier?  Not that I can look for an official endorsement, but...”

 

“That would be nice – and I have to confess, I would like to see how you portray some of us.”

 

“You?”

 

“Not worried about that – but you know what Diana is like?”

 

“Yeah – yeah I do,” the young actress said with a smile.  “So, when will you be back?”

 

“Ask Klaus – he’s not telling me anything...”

 

 

 

“Well, we’re nearly half way through,” Carina said as she joined Bobbi and Judy, while Annie took Judith for a little while.

 

“Tell me about it – I wonder if I need to start thinking about work applications,” Bobbi said with a sigh.

 

“Well, I have bigger things to think about,” Cari said with a smile. 

 

“Oh yeah – any idea what it’s going to be?”

 

“I do – but Annie and I have taken a vow of silence on the subject,” Cari said with a smile.  “And you know how I keep secrets.”

 

“Yeah – talking of which, how are they going to top last year in May, never mind our year?”

 

“None of the head girls are here, so you can’t ask them,” Judy said.

 

“And Abby won’t spill the beans – guess we watch from a distance on this one...”

 

“So the campaigning started yet Bobbi?”

 

“Not yet as such – but come August, that’s when the fun really starts.  Word is Brooke will be the Republican candidate again.”

 

“Well, you thought a clean fight last time, so maybe this time it will be as well.”

 

“Depends – Rupert Brookes is not exactly a fan of the most famous ‘Republican’ in New York.”

 

“Who is?”

 

“And what are you girls talking about,” Claire Morse said as she and Rachel sat with them.

 

“Trump – do either of you know him?”

 

“We met him once, when we were Angels – he came to give a talk to the Senior class, and I think all of us had the same thought.”

 

“And that was?”

 

“To quote Monty Python – he’s a loony!”

 

“Yeah – but a loony who is one step away from the highest of political offices,” Carina said.

 

“All right, I take the point,” Claire said with a sigh.  “Let’s just say it will be an interesting time.”

 

“Do you think he really will get the nomination?”

 

“Honestly, dear?  Who the heck knows these days...”

 

 

 

 

 

“So what have you got for your outfits tonight,” Erica said as she and Jess sat with the other girls.

 

“Well,” Poppy said, “I have a short sleeved striped top and a pair of pedal pushers that I found in the flea market, while Mom has a red shift dress with a white collar.  What about you guys?”

 

“Mum and I have got some tie-front blouses and slacks,” Erica said, “and I think Sandy and the rest of the family have similar outfits.  Any idea what Katy’s going to wear Pepsi?”

 

“The way I heard it, she finally talked her mother round to letting her wear a low cut short dress and heels,” Pepsi said.  “I’m with you guys – I have a blouse and shorts combo I can put on.”

 

“Mary’s not here, is she Erica?”

 

“Oh no – apparently she had meetings she could not get out of with Alexis – Why?”

 

“Just wondering what she may have cooked up for tonight – you know how extensive her list of friends is Erica.”

 

“Oh I do,” Erica said with a smile, “but I honestly have no idea.

 

“No idea at all...”

 

 

 

 

6 pm

 

“Well, are you ready Jeannie,” Barbara said as she came into the lounge of the suite, putting her earrings in as she looked in the mirror.

 

“What do you think, Mum?”

 

Barbara turned round and smiled as she looked at her daughter.  Jeannie was wearing a cream silk dress, with a square neckline and short sleeves, which hugged her body, showing every curve as it came down to above her knees.  She also had on a pearl necklace and earrings.

 

“Come here – let me get your hair sorted,” Barbara said as she used a white band to hold the young girl’s hair back. “Now then – ready to go to your birthday party?”

 

“Well, as ready as I’ll ever be – but how am I getting there?  Are we walking over as a party?”

 

“Oh no – not for you, my birthday girl.  Winston?”

 

“Hey,” House said as he came in, “you look fantastic.”

 

“You don’t look too bed yourself – very James Bond,” Jeannie said as she looked at her boyfriend in a pale blue suit, white shirt and thin tie.

 

“Anyway,” he said as he took the handles of the wheelchair, “if you will come with me...”

 

“Oh – and where are you taking me, if I may ask?”

 

“To the lifts – to begin with,” was all House would say, Barbara following them before they went down to the lobby, and then to the front doors.

 

“Oh my,” Jeannie said as they went outside, “what is that?”

 

“This,” her grandfather said, “is a 1963 Ford Thunderbird.  If you will do the honours, Winston?”

 

“Of course,” was his reply as he picked Jeannie gently out of the wheelchair, and sat her in the back of the open top car, while John folded the wheelchair and placed it in the trunk of the car.  As Winston got in beside her, John got in the front as Barbara said “I’ll see you there,” waving as John drove off.

 

“Well done,” Denice said as she and Erica appeared behind her, “now we need to make our way there before John arrives.”

 

“Oh don’t worry, he’s taking them on a drive round the lake and then the track before he arrives – but yeah, let’s get going.”

 

“Good – the girls will be there to greet her...”

 

 

 

As she was sat at the dressing table, carefully applying the blue eye shadow, Katy found herself in the rare position of having to disappoint a certain young man.

 

"Oh come on Katy,” George said as he sat,  playing with the collar of his shirt, “just a quick kiss before the party really starts, we haven't done..."

"George you are TERRIBLE!" Katy giggled as she interrupted her boyfriend, "It's only been a week since we last..."

"A week is an age," he interrupted her back.

"Do I really want to know what you two are NOT talking about?" Bev asked from the doorway.

"What do you think?" Katy giggled again as she stood up, and tied the ends of the front of her blouse under her chest, "he sees me and his eyes go cross-eyed."

"She's being a tease Bev,” Sands said as she looked in as well.

"George after the party perhaps...” Katy said, “but I'm not spoiling my makeup now by letting you kiss me..."


"And worse..." Bev interrupted.

"You'll just have to cope till we can get some privacy."

"But I want..."

"I think we are all aware of what you want George dear brother of mine...”  Sands put on her sunglasses before she said “but as Katy says this isn't the time..."

"Or the place," Bev finished off the sentence.

 

“All right you lot,” Jan said as she appeared, wearing the checked pedal pushers and blue blouse, “car’s waiting downstairs.  Let’s go.”

 

 

 

 

 

"Mom you know you are still pretty damn hot you know?" Poppy looked closely at her mother’s outfit.  Pippa had found a blue slip dress and matching jacket, with a white scarf tied loosely round her neck.

"Well you don't look so bad yourself darling."  Poppy had on a green polo neck sleeveless top and a white pleated skirt, with white penny loafers.

"Thank you," Poppy said as she did a twirl, and then paused, "Mom can I ask you a question?"

Pippa looked over, before she said "I thought I already had 'that' talk with you?"

"No, don't be silly..." Poppy giggled.

"So what do you want to know?"

"Okay," Poppy took a deep breath, "has anyone ever talked to you about me becoming a model?"

"Ah, it's THAT question," Pippa smiled and sat down. "Has someone said something to you?"

"Well various people have said that the industry has been waiting for me...how can that be true?"

"Because people have eyes,” Pippa said, “and you are extremely beautiful darling."


Poppy looked shocked, as she said "but other than the calendar, and the little things like yesterday, you've never..."

"I've never pushed,” Pippa said, “because I've always thought it will be your decision if you want to model, and I know becoming a doctor is what really motivates you in life."

"It is, but..." Poppy played with her glasses, "it might be flattering to know if anyone other than you thought I might be able to do it."

"Missy Auerbach has had a contract ready for you for a year."

"She has?" the girl’s jaw dropped in surprise.

 

“Yup – let’s find some time to talk to her tonight.  Now come on – we need to get going.”

 

 

“How in the name of all that’s good did we end up here, going to Jeannie’s party,” Liz said as she and Ashley checked their tops and pants.

 

“We were invited for the week, so let’s enjoy every second of it,” Cathy said as she tied the scarf round her neck, before there was a knock on the door.

 

“Hello Girls,” Sarah said as she looked round the door, “if you are ready, we have a car waiting downstairs, and some of Jeannie’s friends will be coming with you.”

 

“Sounds good,” Cathy said as they walked down to the lobby.

 

“Hey,” Doc said as they joined her, Pepsi and Becca, “ready to have some fun.”

 

“Oh yes – what’s going to happen tonight?”

 

Doc and Pepsi looked at each other, then smiled as they said “no idea – but it’s gonna be a-MAZ-ing!”

 

 

“Oh my goodness – this is amazing,” Carina said as she came in with Annie.  The room had been transformed into a beachside cafe, and on the patio was a barbecue and sand area straight out of an Annette Funicelli movie.  The stage was adorned with palm fronds, while the band was tuning up.

 

“Tell me about it – Judith would have loved it, but she was too tired after today.  It was good of the hotel to find babysitters for all the moms tonight,” Annie said as she looked round.

 

“Well, given the business we’ve given them this week, they were head over heels to help out,” Nessa said as she joined them, wearing a cream slip dress with matching heels.

 

“You look wonderful tonight Nessa.”

 

“So I keep telling her,” David said as he came over, wearing a lemon coloured shirt and slacks.

 

"And I have to agree.  How do you always look so amazing sister dear?"

"ALEX!" Nessa spun round, "you didn't say you were coming?"

"And miss young Jeannie's party?  I would never have forgiven myself."

"Hello Alex," David shook his hand.

 

“Present table?”

 

“Over there,” Nessa said as Alex placed a wooden box on the table.  “So, do i fit with the theme?”

 

The Father was wearing a white jumper with a shirt underneath, grey trousers and deck shoes, Nessa nodding to show her approval.

 

“Oh I think you blend right in, Alex.”

 

“SNAP!”  Alex laughed as he saw Gus coming in wearing the same outfit, Paulie shaking her head.

 

 

“This looks amazing, Pappa,” Sandra said as her parents pushed her in.

 

“Giorgio, Giovanna, thank you for coming,” Barbara said as she kissed both of them, “Jeannie is on her way.”

 

“Well, we will leave our present over here,” Giorgio said as his assistant put a gold wrapped box on the table, and then bowed out as more of the guests started to arrive.

 

“Well, I love the theme,” Trina said as she and Mary came in, “and for once, no escorts, no modelling poses – we get to dance and have some fun.  Did you call home?”

 

“Of course – David is pacing the floor, but I’m sure he’ll be fine for Stanford in a few days.  Right now, I get to have some down time.”

 

“Hey you two,” Abby said as she came in with Diana, while Sandy, Jan and the kids came in behind them, “let’s go and get a drink.”

 

 

“So here we are again,” Juliette said as she stood with Diana and Sandy, “they’re all growing up so fast again.”

 

“Tell me about it,” Sandy said as she looked at George and Sands.

 

“Hey,” Doc said as she came over, while Pepsi and Becca took the other girls to the bar, "Juliette, Diana, Sandy, before most people get here can we have a chat?"

"Surely Doc, what about?"

"Sharon Kennedy."

 

“Sharon?  What about her?”

 

“Well,” Juliette said, “You know someone tried to rob Doc a few weeks ago?”

 

“This new cat burglar that Jan mentioned?  Very classy dresser, a mean streak almost as bad as us?”

 

“That’s the one, Sandy,” Doc said as Sharon came in with her father, “and Cari and I are fairly convinced you’re looking at her.”

 

“Sharon?  Sharon Kennedy... Oh.  Right.  You mean what we saw in Philadelphia has matured?”

 

“Indeed – she was one of the suspects last May, but at the time we found out it was someone else.  But it looks as if she is coming to fruition.”

 

“I see,” Sandy said as she sipped her drink, “what does Carina want to do?”

 

“She’s torn – there’s a distant family connection.”

 

“Oy vey – so the question is, what do we do?”

 

“I don’t know – but she needs to be brought under a rein and helped to discover what she really wants to be.”

 

“I wonder,” Juliette said.

 

“The computer’s at work...”

 

“Enough ladies – I think this is one for Shirley and her group, not us.  Let me talk to her.”

 

 

 

 

"Well Poppy finally asked me about modeling Gray?"

"She did?”  Grace smiled as she said “well, it's not like the whole world hasn't expected it Pip."

"I know,” Pippa said, “but in a way I was sort of hoping it might not happen.  It’s not like Juliette and Carina..."

"Well I heard she created a buzz yesterday." Sarah joined in as she picked up a slider.

"My daughter looked incredible,” Pippa said, “and she was so grown up."

"So are you going to let her sign with Missy Pip?"

"I daren't do otherwise, can you imagine what might happen?" Pippa laughed, "and beside my old agency is long since defunct, and Missy is the very best."

"She is, I've made almost as much money this past year working part-time as I ever did in three full years full-timing way back when."

 

“Ah, did I hear my name mentioned?”

 

“Missy – how in the name of God do you do that?”

 

“Practice – I hear you wanted to talk to me?”

 

 

 

 

"Well I recognise some of the girls’ husbands and boyfriends, but I have no clue who a lot of these guys are," Janine looked round.

"Most of them are in racing in some way or another, or their fathers are, while we were racing Barbara must have been busy recruiting men for the party." Henri smiled.

"Well it's nice to come to a Saintz party where there are sufficient guys." Ally sipped an ice cream sundae.

"I have my man." Janine hugged Henri.

"Well I'm alone because my twin is playing groupie for Mick Harran, so I can get the pick of what is available." Ally smiled at a couple of passing men. "And it looks like the pickings might be VERY good," she laughed.

 

 

 

 

"Lily I thought you couldn't make it," Barbara kissed the model.

"We finished the filming in Paris early so I hopped a plane."

"Well Jeans will be happy to see you."

"I hope so, and look who I found in Miami while changing planes."

"GRAHAM!" Barbara laughed and embraced the Irish comedian.

"Hello darling Barb," he kissed her, "so the birthday girl not arrived yet?"

 

“Due in about...  Hang on,” Barbara said as she checked her phone.  “Fifteen minutes.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Where did you find this Granddad,” Jeannie said as they drove round the lake.

 

“A friend of Roy’s allowed me to borrow it for the night,” John said, “now you both sit back and relax.  I’m taking the scenic route.”

 

“So I can see,” Jeannie said as she laughed, the car making its way around the lake as they both looked out.  Eventually, as she looked round she said “aren’t we coming back to the race track?”

 

“Well yes we are,” John said, “but I have a little treat in mind first.”

 

“Oh?  What?”

 

“This,” John said as the gates opened, and they drove onto the track, Jeannie laughing as they started to drive round.

 

 

 

“All right everyone,” Barbara said into the microphone, “I just got word Jeannie is on her way here, so let’s all go outside and greet her!”

 

The party moved out to the doors, clapping and cheering as John drew up to the entrance. 

 

“Here she is everyone,” Barbara said as House got out of the car, “what do we say?”

 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEANNIE!”

 

Jeannie beamed as Winston got out and lifted her from the rear seat, waiting for John to bring the wheelchair round before he gently sat her in it, and wheeled her in through the cheering guests.

 

“Lily – when did you get in?”

 

“A little while ago,” Lily said with a smile, “got someone here who wanted to say Hi.”

 

“Hello, my little princess.”

 

“Graham!  Now this is a surprise – you’re not going to sing are you?”

 

“Oh god no – but I may do a little something later,” he said as he kissed her.  “Right now, make your entrance.”

 

“Oh I intend to,” Jeannie said as House pushed her into the main room.

 

“Hit it,” the band leader said as they launched into Misirlou, Jeannie laughing as she gave everyone high fives as she came in.

 

“Sandra – I’m so glad you could make it,” Jeannie said as she hugged her friend.

 

“Thanks for inviting me,” Sandra said as they made their way over together.

 

“She looks so happy Dad,” Barbara said with a smile.

 

“Hi – sorry I’m late.”

 

Barbara wheeled round as she said “Denice?  I thought you were busy?”

 

“Oh no – didn’t Dad tell you I would be here?”

 

“Must have slipped my mind,” John said in an innocent manner.

 

“Well, I’m glad you’re here,” Barbara said as they hugged.  “Come and see the birthday girl.”

 

“Hey Jeannie.”

 

“Aunt Denice!  You made it after all!”

 

“Well, not every day my niece turns sixteen.”

 

As they hugged, Barbara glanced to the door, and saw a dark haired girl the same age as Jeannie come in with her auburn haired, dark skinned mother.  She watched for a moment, before quickly walking over and taking Juliette by the arm.

 

"Juliette I need a little support - I invited Alexandra Jones because she's a friend of Jeannie's, but I didn't necessarily think she and her mother would come." Barbara looked panicked.

"Okay I see, I've talked to her since David's death, and she's getting over it slowly." Ju smiled at the tall, and still stunning Somali woman. "I'll come with you though to say hi."

"Hello Barbara, thank you for inviting us."

"No thank you for coming Imam, and its lovely to see you again Alexandra."

 

“It’s good of you to invite us – where is Jeannie?”

 

“Over there with her aunt – please go and say hello,” Barbara said as Alexandra walked over, Jeannie reaching up to kiss her.

 

“It’s good to see her smile again,” Imam said quietly.

 

“Well, grieving is good, but he would never have wanted you to be unhappy for long,” Juliette said.

 

“I know – I’m sure he’d have loved been here as well.”

 

 

 

 

“Yeah – we’re up for it,” Becca said as she looked at the others, “you three in as well?”

 

“Oh yeah – but what do we have to do?”

 

“I’ll give you the nod – and the lines – when the time comes.”

 

“Okay Mrs Brewster,” Cathy said as Erica and Poppy dragged Jess onto the dance floor, trying to dance to the music.

 

 

 

"Alright right dances for the period." Paulie stood in front of a group of the young girls. "I need a partner...Alex you were there, you'll do," she grabbed the priest.

"What - me dance?"

"Well you are better then my husband."

"Well only fractionally." Alex laughed as Paulie started to shake her butt in time to the music, the band playing Swingin’ and A’Surfin.

"I think I just about remember to how to do that." Carmen Dell'Orefice joined in.

"And I think I have seen enough old movies..." Helen started gyrating.

 

“Time to channel the inner Una Stubbs,” Grace said as she started to dance as well.

 

“Oh I am in for this,” Katy said as she and Sands joined in.

 

“Ladies and Gentlemen, the history of modern fashion in one dance troupe,” Abby said as the crowd watched.

 

“Shut up and get in here, Stick,” Lily said as she pulled her friend in, Jeannie and Sandra laughing from the sidelines and doing the hand jives.

 

“Actually,” Nessa said, “what we need is a tutorial.”  She walked up to the band and whispered into the guitarist’s ear, who nodded as they finished their tune.

 

“Boys and girls,” the singer said a minute later, “we need a mass tutorial dance, with some willing volunteers at the front.”

 

“Paulie, Gus, I’m looking to you,” Nessa said, “and any fans of The Blues Brothers.”

 

“Well, I’m up for that,” Pussy said as she led Frieda and Heather onto the dance floor, the band starting to play as the singer looked on.

 

“What are they doing,” Sandra asked as she looked at Jeannie.

 

“I don’t know – MUM!”

 

“Oh stop worrying – Denise come on, you know what they’re going to do?”

 

“Oh yes,” her aunt said as the music started.

 

 

“Well I heard about the fellow you've been dancin' with
All over the neighbourhood
So why didn't you ask me baby?
Didn't you think I could?

“Well I know that the boogaloo is outta sight
But the shingalings the theme tonight
And if it was you and me now baby
I would've shown you how to do it right

“Do it right. Uh huh. Do it right.
Do it right, do it right, do it right
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

 

“And GO!” Nessa said as in a line the volunteers started to dance, the rest of the party watching and then joining in.

“Twistin'! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it baby!
Here we go loop de loop!
Shake it out baby!
Here we go loop de la!

“Bend over, let me see you shake your tail feather
Bend over, let me see you shake your tail feather
Come on, let me see you shake your tail feather
Come on, let me see you shake your tail feather
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

 

Alex smiled as he watched the line dancing, Sandy shaking her head as Juliette and Diana watched.

“Okay,” Nessa said, “join in!”  And the whole dance floor started to move with them.

 

“Twistin'! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it baby!
Here we go loop de loop!
Shake it up baby!
Here we go loop de la!

“Bend over, let me see you shake your tail feather
Bend over, let me see you shake your tail feather
Come on, let me see you shake your tail feather
Come on, let me see you shake your tail feather
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

“Come on! Come on baby! Come on! Yeah come on babe!

“Alright!

“Do the twist!

“Do the fly!

“Do the swim!

“And do the bird!

“Do the duck!

“Do the monkey!

“Watusi!

“And errr... what about the frug?

“Do the mashed potato!

“What about the boogaloo?

“The Boney Muroney!

“Come on! Let's do the twist!”

 

“Everyone sing along!”

 

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

“Twistin'! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it baby!


“Twist it! Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it baby!!”

 

 

The party stood, clapping and cheering as the music stopped, and the line of volunteers took a bow.

 

“Thank you everyone,” the singer said, “now you know how to dance the night away!”

 

“Hey there, birthday girl,” Ally said as she and Nell came over, “we thought you’d like something a little different for your birthday present.”

 

“Oh – and that is?”

 

“This,” Nell said as she passed Jeannie a long thin box.  As she opened it, Jeannie took out the gold and diamond necklace out and gasped.

 

“Happy birthday to the brightest young model in the room,” Nell said, “and we know you heard that Katy!”

 

“Hey, I’m still a kid in this business, looks notwithstanding,” Katy said with a smile, “but I think we found a good present for you.”

 

Jeannie smiled even more as she looked at the book.  “That’s amazing – where did you find it?”

 

“No comment – but I’m glad you like it.”

 

“Excuse me ladies – but I would like a dance with my girlfriend.”

 

“Of course,” Katherine said as Winston lifted Jeannie from her chair and took her onto the dance floor while the band played Sandy from Grease.

 

“Enjoying yourself so far?”

 

“You would not believe how much,” Jeannie said before they kissed each other.

 

 

 

“So, having so far,” Doc said as she sat with the English schoolgirls.

 

“Oh god, yeah,” Cathy said, “just looking at all the people here is amazing, never mind being friends with some of them.”

 

“So are you a model as well,” Alicia asked as she sipped her drink.

 

“Learning the trade,” Doc said, “definitely learning the trade.  Still, they’re great people to know as well.”

 

“So what is Jeannie really like at school?”

 

“So long as it’s not Monday morning, she’s fine,” Pepsi said with a laugh.  “It’s just bad luck that first lesson Monday last year was math, and this year was English Lit.”

 

 

 

 

“Here – i thought you might like this.”

 

“Oh thank you,” Sandra said as Leonora passed her a Knickerbocker Glory, and then sat next to the young girl.  “I was feeling a bit hot.”

 

“Yeah – how are you keeping anyway?”

 

“As usual – good days and bad days, but these have all been good days recently.  How about you?”

 

“Oh I’m fine – Mom and Dad are finishing up their new film.”

 

“Oh – will I like it?”

 

“Sandra, I don’t think either of us will be let into the theatre for this one...”

 

 

 

 

“Hey George,” Winston said as he came to the bar, “enjoying the party?”

 

“Yeah – it is fun, with so many of Jeannie’s friends around,” George said.  “Where is she?”

 

“Over there,” House said, “probably trading stories.”

 

“Eh?”

 

"A very simple rule for being a model’s boyfriend, George, is never let more than three of them congregate together for more then a few seconds."

"And why is that Winston?"

"Because they soon start talking shop," Winston pointed to where Katy was talking to some other statuesque young women, "and comparing travel arrangements and horror stories about work."

"And that is bad why?"

"Because once they start it’s hard to get them to stop." House smiled, "Come with me and listen and learn young man."

The two walked over and listened to the conversation.

 

"So I heard the Hollywood show was all flash and no substance." Behati Prinsloo shook her head.

"I just put on my smile and kept my mouth firmly shut." Caitlin Lomax nodded.

"It was typical Hollywood," Bregje Heinen sipped from a diet soda.

"I may be new, but even I know that it wasn't great." Katy sipped from her drink.

"So I heard you are doing a spread in Ireland soon Katy?"

"I am, my first real major road trip Caitlin."

"Oh sweetheart, one day merely NYC to Chicago will seem like a mere hop, now me I fly out to Tokyo and Beijing next."

"It's Buenos Aires than Rio for me," Bregie sighed.

"See what I mean George?" House whispered.  “What they don’t know, but I do, is that the majority of them have got the longest trip possible coming up in June.”

 

“What’s that?”

 

“Sydney – that’s where the CS show is this year, according to Mary.”

 

“Sydney?  Sheesh...”

 

 

 

 

“You look like the cat that got the cream,” Letty said as she joined Abby, “what happened?”

 

“A message from Tony – he’s back from the field trip, and we’ll meet up tomorrow night.”

 

“Well score one for you,” Letty said as Jason brought over a drink.  “And what else?”

 

“Well...  It looks like I may just get into Cooper Union, if Jack and John are reading the runes aright.”

 

“Another reason to celebrate,” Jason said.  “So when do you head out for the wedding?”

 

“A week on Tuesday – we’re all staying in Munich for the rehearsals and what not.”

 

“So you won’t be around for the grand unveiling?”

 

“No – but I will find out, and Grace is flying out on the Thursday night.”

 

“Well, when you get back, we’ll grab a bite to eat, compare notes....”

 

 

 

 

“Having fun Bev,” George said as the young girl joined him at the buffet.

 

“I’d rather have a drink, but I’m only 13, right?”

 

“I think a cider is allowable,” George said with a smile before he whispered “security isn’t letting anyone else in, so no sign of the guy.  Do we have a name yet?”

 

“No – or if we do, Sooz hasn’t told me yet.”

 

“Well, keep them peeled,” George said as he sipped his drink.

 

 

"So what did Fiona send her from London?" Shirley asked Barbara as she looked at the presents.

"A couple of framed sketches,” Barbara said, “one by Balenciaga, the other by Pierre Balmain."

"Oh I bet she was in raptures?"

"Totally enraptured."

"You know give such things to the average sixteen year old and she would have no idea what they even were." John Hammond spoke.

"Yes but Jeannie is not a typical sixteen year old John."

"That is true Shirley my love."

"No my daughter is in love with fashion history." Barbara smiled as House lifted her out of her chair to dance.  “Talking of which – see you in a few minutes.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Can I have everyone’s attention please?”

 

As the party turned and looked at the stage, Jeannie groaned and said “here we go...”

 

“Can I ask the most wonderful daughter in the world to make her way over here please?”

 

“Sorry – you get me instead,” Jeannie said as House pushed her over, watching her mother the whole time.  As she got closer, she saw Graham Norton come onto the stage with her.

 

“Jeannie darling,” Barbara said, “we’ve got a special message for you, and it’s coming up on the screen behind us now.”

 

As she nodded to the side of the screen, Jeannie smiled as she saw Mary Thomas appear on there.

 

“Ah – there ye are lass,” Mary said with a smile, “I’m really sorry I can’t be there today, but I have a few things to sort out in New York for this wedding you may have heard about.  I did, however, want to make sure I wished you a very happy birthday, and make sure that the message got delivered in the right way, so i asked a friend to make sure you got it.”

 

“Small problem, Mary you wonderful Welsh Wonder – you forgot to tell me the message,” Graham shouted out.

 

“Graham?  You made it – that’s fantastic, but it wasn’t you I asked to make sure she got the message.  Everyone, please welcome a couple of old friends to the stage there in Sebring.”

 

The crowd gasped, and then cheered as two men came onto the stage.  Both were wearing Hawaiian shirts under brown jackets, and jeans – one had a baseball cap over his white hair, the other thinning reddish-brown hair.

 

“Hey Mary,” the one wearing the cap said as he looked at the screen, “did you know this young lady was being driven here today in a ’63 T-Bird?”

 

“Yeah I did,” Mary said with a smile, “so I think you know what you need to do now, Mike?”

 

“We sure do – Al?”

 

“Let’s do it,” the second man said as they both took a guitar, and the band came on to join them.

 

“Sing along if you know the words,” Mike Love said as they started playing.

 

“Well she got her daddy's car
And she's cruisin' through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now

 

“And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away”

 

Al Jardine sang “Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away” as the group cheered.

 

“Well the girls can't stand her
'Cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now

“And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away”

 

“Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away”

 

“Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin' wise to you now
And since he took your set of keys
You've been thinking that your fun is all through now
But you can come along with me

“'Cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away”

 

Al and Mike then both sang “Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away!”

 

“Oh my goddess,” Juliette said with a sigh, “she knows half the Beach Boys?  She never told me that!”

 

“Jeannie my love,” Mary said, “enjoy the rest of you party, and now I think some of your friends have something to say to you.”

 

“You do?”

 

“We do,” Becca said as she, Doc and Pepsi went to the stage, joined by Cathy, Alicia and Liz.

 

“Jeannie,” Doc said, “your friends from both your schools want to help do this next song, and to reinforce the fact – Nell allowing – that we are Angels now and forever.”

 

“Ready Girls,” Mike said as they nodded, and then they began to play as he sang.

 

“When some loud braggart tries to put me down
And says his school is great
I tell him right away
‘Now what's the matter buddy
Ain't you heard of my school
It's number one in the state...’"

 

As he looked round, the six girls chanted into the microphones “Hey hey, take it away, take the ball and fight!”

 

“So be true to your school now
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
Be true to your school

 

“I got a letterman's sweater
With a letter in front
I got for football and track
I'm proud to wear it now
When I cruise around
The other parts of the town
I got a decal in back

 

“So be true to your school now
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
Be true to your school”

 

“Do it again, do it again, we like it, we like it!” the girls chanted as Jeannie laughed.

 

“On Friday we'll be jacked up on the football game
And I'll be ready to fight
We're gonna smash 'em now
My girl will be working on her pom-poms now
And she'll be yelling tonight

 

“So be true to your school now
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
Be true to your school.”

 

“Push them back, push them back, way back!”

 

And after that, they started singing along, everyone else joining in.

 

“Rah rah rah Be true to your school
Rah rah rah Be true to your school
Rah rah rah Be true to your school
Rah rah rah Be true to your school.”

 

As the party cheered, Al Jardine said “Can we have the Birthday girl front and centre please?”

 

“Oh lord, this is amazing,” Jeannie said as Winston pushed her forward and turned her to face the others.

 

“I think you all know this one,” Mike Love said as they began to sing Happy Birthday, Denice and John standing with her as she started to cry.

 

“All right then,” Mike then said, “want to hear a few old songs?”

 

“YESSSSSS!”

 

“Well then, let’s go surfing, everybody’s surfing, come along surfing with me...”

 

 

 

“Who would have believed it,” Penny said as she stood with Helen, “most Sundays I’m at my place, and here we are today, listening to the Beach Boys.”

 

“Indeed – and I wouldn’t want to experience it with anybody else,” Helen said as they held hands.

 

“OH-ho,” Pussy said as she came by with Frieda, “do I need to add you two to the list?”

 

“List?  What list?”

 

“When we’re in Munich,” Frieda said, “we’re doing a girls only night out to a club I know there.  Want in?”

 

“What sort of club,” Helen asked carefully.

 

“Relax – it’s Germany, and I know the owner,” Frieda said, “it’s not as if anything is going to happen.”

 

“And when will this be?”

 

“The Thursday – no way are we doing anything like that the night before the wedding.”

 

“We’re due to arrive on the Wednesday – so yes, count us in,” Helen said with a smile.

 

 

“Okay folks,” Mike Love said, “we’re not the only half-decent singers in the room tonight, so I’m going to invite Mick Harran and Nessa Richmond to come and give us a hand with this song.  Some of you may like to have a close dance to this.”

 

The crowd cheered as Mick and Nessa came up, Mike saying “You okay with the Brian Wilson part, Mick?”

 

“Yeah – let’s do this.”

 

As the band played, John put his arms round both his daughters before the harmonies began.

 

“There's a world where
I can go and
Tell my secrets to
In my room
In my room

“In this world I
Lock out all my
Worries and my fears
In my room
In my room

“Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray?
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday?

“Now it's dark and
I'm alone but
I won't be afraid
In my room
In my room

“In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room”

 

“Thank you,” Jeannie mouthed as Al said “thank you for allowing us to come and share in your party, Jeannie – have a great night!”

 

“You have fulfilled the dream of a young girl,” Nessa said as she kissed the two superstars, “thank you for allowing me to do that.”

 

“Our pleasure – and good luck with the album,” Mike said before they went to Jeannie.  “Mary asked us to give you this,” Al Jardine said as they gave her a signed book, with photos from their career and the full CD collection.

 

“She is in heaven,” Denice said as she stood with Barbara.

 

“Yeah – I’m glad you came Denice.  We need to get together more often – get over ourselves.”

 

“I’d like that – I can come next vacation i get, after Jeannie finishes for the year.”

 

“Jeannie?  Finish?”

 

“I meant school,” Denice said quietly.

 

“I know – I need to check her calendar, so let me know.”

 

 

“Well now, that’s becoming a habit I hear – pop stars of the past serenading you girls.”

 

“Titi!  I didn’t know you were coming?”

 

“Well, I had this set of Dior films to give to you,” Jeanne Beckmann said with a smile.

 

"If you are here Jeanne where are the cameras?" Jeans looked round.

"I hope nowhere in sight...tonight I'm just here to enjoy myself at a young friends party."

"Oh thank you?" Jeannie reached up and gave her a hug.

"Not that my viewers would like to know just who was here tonight..."

"I know, it's been amazing."

 

“It has indeed,” Jack said as he took a picture.

 

“Oh come on Jack – you’re not on the clock are you?”

 

“Oh no – this is my present to BS, an album of the night,” he said with a smile as he moved off.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Well George no security problems?"

"Very quiet Madame,” George said as he looked round, “the most trouble was a kid throwing up after drinking a little too much."

"Unfortunate, but like all of us he will probably learn a lesson from it."

"Aye, it's how I learned."

"So gave you time to talk racing?"

"Yeah,” George said with a smile, “we are going to take a look at some horses over the next couple of days."

"Reconciled to Saintz not running in the Kentucky derby?"

"Yeah I guess so...I was talking to young Angel and she was so enthusiastic about his speed after riding him."

"She did WHAT?" suddenly Missy butted in.

 

“Well, she said she went for a ride when she visited the stables, and...”

 

“ANGELICA FITZSTUART!”

 

“Did i say something wrong,” George said as Missy headed towards the table where Angel was sitting with Fi and Mary.

 

“Missy told Angel to take care riding,” Juliette said as she came over, “and she takes that very seriously.  I may need to get Cassandra to have a word with her.”

 

“I’ll apologise later,” George said as he walked off, shaking his head.

 

“Listen, Shirley – I need your help with something.”

 

“Of course Juliette – what is it?”

 

“Remember last year when we had to stop Gale?”

 

“How could I forget – why?  Has she...”

 

“No – she and Cari deal with it.  No – remember Sharon Kennedy was one of the suspects?”

 

Shirley looked over at Sharon as she stood with Ally and Nell, and nodded slowly.

 

“Okay – now you’ve heard of this new cat burglar?  Likes to have some fun with the people she visits when she has them secured?”

 

“I have seen the reports – Dominique told me they tried to rob Doc.”

 

“Yeah, well – Doc has identified her.”

 

“She has?  And who is...  Ah.  I see what you are getting at now.”

 

“Indeed – Shirley, I think this one falls into your remit rather than mine and the ladies.”

 

Nodding, Shirley said “I will discuss with Susan and Penny next week.”

 

“Thanks – I think she needs a focus and purpose rather than sanction, but she needs to learn it.”

 

 

“Oh hey Missy,” Angel said as she saw her agent come closer, “did you want me for something?”

 

"Angel do you know what Norstar has invested in your face and body?"

"What Missy?" she said, turned away from chatting to Maggie and Marnie.

"I just heard about you riding a racehorse..."

"Who ratted me out?"

 

“You got to ride a horse?  You got to ride Saintz’n’Sinners?”

 

“Well, I was going to tell you Marnie, but...”

 

“Look, I know you are a fine horsewoman,” Missy said, “but please – don’t do that again?”

 

“Not even if you get some photos of me with my hair flying...”

 

“YOU DIDN’T WEAR A HELMET????”

 

“Joking, Missy, joking – I won’t do it again, all right?”

 

“Until next time,” Marnie whispered, Maggie giggling in response.

 

“So how do I get to ride this magnificent beast,” Marnie then whispered.

 

“Have a word with Pepsi’s father,” Angel whispered back.

 

“What are you girls talking about?”

 

“Nothing, nothing,” Marnie said as she looked at Missy.

 

 

 

“All right, everyone, can I have your attention please?”

 

As the party-goers turned to the stage, they saw Jeannie sitting there.

 

“I just wanted to say thanks to all of you for coming to my party – and I mean really coming to my party, all the way down here.  I really do love the fact you did – some of you farther than I could dream of.”

 

Cathy, Alicia and Liz giggled as Jeannie said “so enjoy the rest of the night, and especially this bit.  Mum?”

 

“Give it up for the birthday girl!”

 

As the crowd cheered, Jeannie was kissed by Winston.

 

"We are VERY lucky to have both Mick Harran, AND Nessa Richmond here with us tonight." Barbara stood with the mike in her hand. "Why Mick has chosen my daughter’s birthday party to showcase his new album I don't know, but I am really happy that he has, because I saw and heard the rehearsals and I can tell you the music is fantastic."

Barbara paused for the applause.

"So now if all of you want to come and dance I give you MICK HARRAN!"

 

“Hey there,” Mick said as he picked up a guitar.  “Alright, this first song is especially for our birthday girl, and to celebrate the late great Johnny Maestro of The Crests and Brooklyn Bridge who made this tune immortal."


Mick nodded to the band..."Ready"

“We’re ready,” the lead singer said as they started to play.


“Happy birthday, happy birthday, baby
Oh, I love you so

 

“Sixteen candles make a lovely light
But not as bright as your eyes tonight
As your eyes tonight, oh
Blow out the candles
Make your wish come true
For I'll be wishing that you love me, too
That you love me, too”

 

The partygoers stood still as Winston slow-danced Jeannie round the floor to the classic doowop birthday song.

 

“You're only sixteen sixteen
But you're my teenage queen
You're my queen
You're the prettiest
Loveliest girl I've ever seen
I've ever seen, oh

 

“Sixteen candles in my heart will glow
For ever and ever for I love you so
For I love you so

 

“You're only sixteen sixteen
But you're my teenage queen
You're my queen
You're the prettiest
Loveliest girl I've ever seen
I've ever seen, oh

 

“Sixteen candles in my heart will glow
For ever and ever for I love you so
For I love you so
For I love you so...”

 

“I love you,” Winston whispered before the couple kissed, the crowd cheering and clapping.

 

“All right, now Jeannie’s mother did mention I have this new album coming out – and I thought you might like to hear a few of the tracks that reflect this time.  Now, this one was originally recorded by Jonny Kidd and the Pirates.”

 

He strummed the opening chords on his electric guitar, and then started to sing.

 

“When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the shakes all over me

“Quivers down the backbone
I got the shakes down the knee bones
Yeah, the tremors in my thigh bone
Shakin' all over

“Just the way that you say goodnight to me
Brings that feelin' on inside of me

“Quivers down the backbone
I got the shivers down the thigh bone
Yeah the tremors in my back bone
Shakin' all over”

 

As he started to play the distinctive guitar solo, Mary said to Fi “I know you can’t see it, with him being your brother and all, but he is incredibly good.”

 

“Oh he is good – but I guess it’s just not in my blood,” Fi said as the girls screamed when Mick strummed the chords.

“Quivers down my backbone
Yeah the shakes in my knee bone
I got the tremors in my thigh bone
Shakin' all over

“Well, you make me shake it and I like it, baby
You make me shake it and I like it, baby
Well, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake”

 

The crowd cheered and clapped as Mick said “right then – Let’s up the tempo a little.  Get on the dance floor everyone, and listen to my plea.”

 

“Come on,” Doc said as she grabbed Chet, and H took Sarah’s hand.

 

“I need some backing singers with this – please welcome to the stage Nessa Richmond!”

 

Nessa waved as she took up her position at the microphone, while Mick played a few chords.

 

“Okay boys – key of C, and let’s do this...”

 

The band stood still as Mick started.

 

“You broke my heart
'Cause I couldn't dance
You didn't even want me around
And now I'm back
To let you know
I can really shake 'em down!”

 

The band suddenly started as Mick sang “Do you love me?”

Nessa replied with “I can really move.”


“Do you love me?
(I'm in the groove)
Ah, do you love?
(Do you love me)
Now that I can dance
(Dance)

 

“Watch me now, oh

(Work, work)
Ah, work it all baby
(Work, work)
Well, you're drivin' me crazy
(Work, work)
With a little bit of soul now
(Work)

 

“I can mash-potatoe
(I can mash-potatoe)
And I can do the twist
(I can do the twist)
Now tell me baby
(Tell me baby)
Mmm, do you like it like this
(Do you like it like this)
Tell me
(Tell me)
Tell me

 

“Do you love me?
(Do you love me)
Now, do you love me?
(Do you love me)
Now, do you love me?
(Do you love me)
Now that I can dance
(Dance)
Dance

 

“Watch me now, oh
(Work, work)
Ah, shake it up, shake it
(Work, work)
Ah, shake 'em, shake 'em down
(Work, work)
Ah, little bit of soul now
(Work)

 

“(Work, work)
Ah, shake it, shake it baby
(Work, work)
Ah, you're driving me crazy
(Work, work)
Ah, don't get lazy
(Work)

 

“I can mash-potatoe
(I can mash-potatoe)
And I can do the twist
(I can do the twist)
Well now tell me baby
(Tell me baby)
Mmm, do you like it like this
(Do you like it like this)

“Tell me
(Tell me)
Tell me

 

“Do you love me?
(Do you love me?)
Now, do you love me?
(Do you love me?)
Now, do you love me?
(Do you love me?)

“Ah, I'm working hard baby
(Work, work)
Well, you're driving me crazy
(Work, work)
And don't you get lazy
(Work)

 

“(Work, work)
Ah, hey hey baby
(Work, work)
Well, you're driving me crazy
(Work, work)
And don't you get lazy
(Work)”

 

The party really cheered as the song ended, and Mick kissed Nessa.

 

“Right – as you may or may not know, Miss Nessa Richmond has duetted with me on a couple of tracks.  Would you like to hear one?”

 

“YES,” Heather heard someone shout out – and then realised it was Sandy, Sands and George both shaking their heads.

 

“Okay, this may be familiar to some of you, but feel free to dance along.”

 

Nessa nodded as she recognised the tune, closing he reyes and swaying with Mick as he played the guitar, and then nodded.

 

“Love, hmm hmm” both Mick and Nessa sang, “love is strange
Lot of people take it for a game
Once you get it
You'll never wanna quit, no, no
After you've had it, yeah, yeah
You're in an awful fix

“Many people hmm hmm
Don't understand, no, no,
They think loving, yeah, yeah,
Is money in the hand


“Your sweet loving
Is better than a kiss
When you leave me
Sweet kisses I miss.”

 

There then followed a guitar part as Nessa danced round, before Mick said “Nessa...“

 

“Yes Mick?”

“How do you call your loverboy?”

 

Nessa looked at David, before she cooed “Come 'ere loverboy!!”

 

“And if he doesnt answer?”

 

“Ohh loverboy!” Nessa purred.

“And if he STILL doesnt answer?”

Nessa smiled and said “I simply say” and then sang

“Baby,
Oohh baby
My sweet baby
You're the one”

 

They then sang together “Baby,
Oohh baby
My sweet baby
You're the one.”

 

“Your mom is amazing,” Jeannie said to Sandy as she clapped and cheered.

 

 

“Well, it is very kind of you to say so Darling,” Kylie said as she sat with Pepsi, while some of the models looked over.

 

"You know,” Lily said, “you grow used to models who are still at school...after all I was one myself."

"Weren't we all Lily," Kate Upton smiled.

"But when the designers still haven't taken their GCSE's...Well?" Lily shook her head.

"Who are you talking about Miss Cole?" Alicia asked as she and her friends joined them.

"Girls you know I'm just Lily...and we were talking about Kylie Mitchell."

"I read about her in the inflight magazine on the way over," Liz spoke. "She's amazing."

"God knows how great her clothes will be when her talent matures." Kate speculated.

"I know," Lily smiled, "And what do you make of our teenage design sensation Carmen?"

 

“I think she has a very bright future ahead of her,” the octogenarian said.  “I hear she is coming to live in New York with her friend in the Autumn.”

 

“That’s right,” Abby said, “Marina is going to work as one of Anna Mitchell’s PAs, so they are taking an apartment near the Carters and she will attend St Angela’s.”

 

“Which means Mary is taking her under her wing?”

 

“Oh yes – and Alice has her under contract as well.”

 

“Then she has the training and nurturing she needs – I hope I am still here for her first show.”

 

“I think we’d all like to do that,” Lily said as Kylie walked over to join Jeannie.

 

“Hello darling – are you having fun,” she said in her slow voice.

 

“I am, you silly girl,” Jeannie said, “let me introduce you to Alexandria Jones and her mother.  Alex, this is my friend Kylie.”

 

“A pleasure, darling,” Kylie said as they shook hands, and then looked at her mother.

 

“Have we met?”

 

"I hate to ask Mrs. Jones..." Kylie asked nervously, "but is that one of my jackets you have?"

"I don't think so, I bought it at a store in New York."

"Oh I didn't believe that it was mine literally darling." Kylie laughed, "but the design...?"

"Only if you are Ky..." Iman stopped and looked hard at the bespectacled girl..."but of course you are Kylie Mitchell," the veteran beauty smiled. "So yes it is one of yours."

"I love what you've done to it."

 

“Well thank you,” she smiled.

 

“I know you must be tired of hearing this, but I was so sorry to hear of David’s passing.  Even for someone as young as myself, he was an influence.”

 

“Well, if he was here, he’d have loved to hear you say that,” Imam said with a smile.  “So where do you come from originally?  You’re certainly not American.”

 

“Originally from North London – but I am currently living in Hong Kong, and moving to New York this summer.”

 

“Well, I wish all you all the success you deserve,” the supermodel said as she saw Juliette, and went to talk to her.

 

 

 

 

“Missy – do you have a few minutes to spare?”

 

“Of course Pippa,” Missy said as she was joined at the bar.  “I was just having a restorative after getting over a shock.”

 

“Oh?  What happened?”

 

“Nothing much – just Angel Fitzstuart riding a racehorse.”  Sipping her cocktail, she said “so what can I do for you?”

 

“It’s not me you can do something for – well, not just yet anyway.  It’s Poppy?”

 

“Poppy?”  Missy looked at her mother and said “she asked the question, didn’t she?”

 

“Yeah – yeah, she asked...  You didn’t see her yesterday being one of the Torware girls.”

 

“Something I need to talk to Doc about, before I forget,” Missy said quietly.  “But I take it she enjoyed it?”

 

“The standing around for over 12 hours?  Nah – but it has got her thinking.  So, if that offer is still open, she might be interested in making some pocket money.”

 

Smiling Missy said “Let’s postpone doing anything about this until after the wedding, then I’ll come round and have a chat with her.”

 

“Sounds good to me,” Pippa said with a smile.

 

 

 

The sound of the music, laughter and talking drifted over the raceway, to where one man was standing by the main gates.  He had tried to sneak in, but the security was much tighter – and he suspected that girl who had bumped into him the other day had lifted his card wallet.  A pity – well, not really.  Yes, it had his face, but not his real name – he never carried that one when he went to see her.

 

So, unless they had sophisticated software on a par with Langley, he was safe – safe to bide his time, safe to watch.  He had been patient – very patient, ever since the first night he had seen her on the screen.

 

He knew then she was the one for her, and he had started to learn all he could about her – her likes, her dislikes, her tastes, everything.

 

He also knew she would be leaving the country soon for a couple of weeks – which would give him the time to make everything ready for when she came back.

 

And he invited her to stay...

 

 

 

 

“WEEEEEEEELLLLLEEEEELLLLLL!”

 

The party screamed as Nessa smiled, and started signing “You know you make me wanna shout!”

 

“She’s having the time of her life,” David said as he stood with Alan Kennedy.

 

“Yeah, you’re one lucky guy,” Alan said with a smile.  “Still, back to business on Tuesday.”

 

“Oh yeah – listen, we’re going to keep trying you know.”

 

“OR,” Alan said, “you could accept this is one fight you’re not going to win.  By the way, where’s your assistant?”

 

“She wanted an early night – went back to her hotel room.”

 

Sharon was listening to the conversation – and as she heard this, she smiled.  She was looking forward to slipping out later...

 

 

 

 

“Enjoying the evening John?”

 

“Very much so,” John said as Alex joined him, “a good day yesterday, and a relaxing day today.”

 

“So when are you heading back?”

 

“We’re flying back tomorrow to New York, then Thursday to London to meet up with Maisha, then to Munich a week later.”

 

“Ah yes – the wedding where neither of us are doing the expected job,” Alex said.  “Got your speech ready?”

 

“I have a few facts jotted down – you?”

 

“Oh yes – the thing about being a preacher is, you learn how to get things done to the right time.”  Sipping his wine, Alex then said "So does the old uniform still fit John?"

"Oh just about Alex. I had Rose do a couple of tiny alterations last time I was home in London...”  Turning round, John said “How is your morning suit?"

"Old, smells a bit of mothballs..."

"Oh just about perfect then."

 

“It will be once it has had a good airing...”


"What is perfect about slightly shabby for you aristocratic men I'll never understand," Shirley said as she shook her head.

"If it was new, it would like one never ever attends functions like this." Alex explained. "A gentleman's slightly shabby clothes are like a badge of respectable antiquity."

"Well I will never understand." Shirley looked exasperated.

"Just see it as another example of upper class snobbery, Shirley my love." John chuckled lightly.  “Besides, how much planning have you put into your outfit for the wedding?”

 

“Well...”

 

“Did you, or did you not ask Kylie to design your outfit?”

 

“Well, yes, but it’s different for a woman – I mean, we don’t want to clash with the others or with the bridal party...”

 

“I rest my case,” John said with a smile as Nessa came off the stage, Mick clapping her off.

 

 

 

"Sharon what is this I hear you are hoping Penn State don't take you?” Abby asked.

'Well, I know it's Dad's old school, etc,” Sharon said as she sipped her drink, “but really since we have been living in New York, the wilds of Western Pennsylvania just seem so far away from everything, and everybody."

"Well I can understand that, so do you have options?"

“Well,” Sharon said with a smile, "I think Simmons are going to accept me."

"Oh so you'll join the Boston clique eh?"

"Well they might not be Wellesley, but they are still a top notch women's college, and it's close enough I can commute home for weekends to see Dad and the kids."

"Hey it sounds good to me."

"Thank you Abby." Sharon smiled a genuine smile.

 

“So what will your dad say?”

 

“Oh he’ll understand...”

 

 

 

“I haven’t really had a chance to look at my presents yet,” Jeannie said as she came over to the table with her family to have a look.  “I love these earrings that Curt and Jo sent – I wonder if they’re back yet?”

 

Looking at her watch, Barbara said, “They may just be landing.  So what else have you got?”

 

“Well,” John said as he handed Jeannie a wooden box, “given this is from Alex, take a guess?”

 

“Hmm – something to drink?”  Jeannie unwrapped the box and opened it, smiling as she read the labels on the bottles.

 

“It’s from the Curragh Park cellars – and that second box is from Guy and Valeria?”

 

“Yeah,” Denise said as she looked at it, “Chateau de Ros?  As in Abby de Ros?”

 

“Her grandparents – on different sides,” Barbara said with a smile as she looked at it.  “I think these get kept somewhere safe for the moment.”

 

“This is usually where Caroline and Susan start talking security and insurance,” John said, “but Caroline’s not here, and we already have the insurance.”

 

“Very true,” Barbara said as she picked up a box, and looked at it.  “This one is from Will and Mandy.”

 

“Tufty?  Okay, have they named a pig after me as well?”

 

“Actually,” John said as he looked in the envelope, “they have – here’s the certificate.”

 

“Oh wonderful,” Jeannie said, “but what’s in the box?”

 

“Open it and have a look,” Denise said, watching as Jeannie opened the box and took out...

 

“A porcelain pig?”

 

“Well, yes,” Jeannie said as she looked at it.  “But it is exquisitely made.”

 

“It should be,” Diana said as she passed, “that is a Sevres, dates from the late 18th century at a guess.”

 

The family looked at each other as Diana walked off, and Jeannie very carefully put the figurine back in the box.

 

“So what’s this large present,” Denise said as she looked at what seemed to be a gold wrapped frame leaning against a wall.

 

“I don’t know,” Jeannie said as John tore the paper off, some of the other girls gathering.

 

“Oh my goodness,” Cathy said as the picture was revealed, “that’s...”

 

“Well, you went for it,” Doc said, “and you did it girl.”

 

“It’s – very artistic,” Pepsi said as Katy grinned.

 

“Oh she is definitely our girl,” Denise said with a smile as Barbara stared at the blown up photo of Jeannie, a present from Stephen and Eve Stone.

 

“Oh she does take after you two in a few ways,” John said with a smile, as Jeannie grinned from ear to ear...

 

“Can I have your attention for a moment please?”

 

“Graham?  What’s going on?”

 

“We’re here to wish a very special young lady a very happy sixteenth birthday,” Graham said into the microphone, “but also to tell her how much we all love her, and care about her.

 

“And we’re not the only ones – a lot of young people around the world have asked if we would pass on some messages to Jeannie, on this particular day – and there’s a young lady here who has volunteered to read them.”

 

Jeannie watched as Sandra wheeled herself over to the stage, and took the microphone from Graham. 

 

“Let me start with myself.  I’m Sandra, and I suffer from Muscular Dystophy.  But when I saw the pictures of Jeannie, I realised that even though i had to use this chair, I could still be whatever I wanted to be.  So for that, thanks Jeannie.  I hope you don’t mind if I read a few more...

 

“Rhona from London says...  I’m fifteen years old, and when I was ten I lost my leg as a result of a blood clot.  I thought my life was over, but with the help of the doctors and nurses I managed to get back to school. But I always felt I was just the disabled kid.  Then I saw Jeannie on the Graham Norton show, and I saw how she was strong, how she made her disability a driver, not a crutch.  So I started to train with my prosthetic leg – and last week, i ran a 5K race to raise money for the hospital.  So thank you, Jeannie, for giving me the courage to do that.

 

“Jeannie, my name is Enid, and two years ago I lost my sight at the age of fifteen.  I thought my life was over, but then I heard the adverts for New You, and my mother told me your story.  You helped me to realise that it doesn’t matter what happens to us, we can still be ourselves and live life to the full.  So thank you, thank you so much.”

 

Jeannie felt Winston’s hand on her shoulder, and put her own on his as Sandra looked at her.

 

“Hello Jeannie – i don’t know if you remember me, but my name is Antonia.  I met you last year in the Vatican City, and you signed my autograph book.  That day meant so much to me, and now I’m helping out at a centre for younger kids who, like me, have to learn to live with a limb missing.  Thank you for speaking to me that day, and inspiring me to do this.

 

“Jeannie, my name is Po, and I live in China.  Here, children like me, who need to use a wheelchair, can sometimes be ignored and forgotten.  But you helped me to show my friends that just because I cannot walk, I am still a person, and I will be heard.  Thank you for that.”

 

As Jeannie watched, Sandra said “for the girl who has inspired so many, a special message from another lady who has inspired many – Carole King.”

 

“Hello Jeannie – this one is for you,” the legendary singer said on the big screen.

 

“When you're down and troubled,
And you need some love and care,
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me,
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night.

“You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

“If the sky above you grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door

“You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running, running, yeah, yeah, to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
And I'll be there, yes I will.

“Now, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold?
They'll hurt you, yes, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them,
Oh, but don't you let them

“You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running, running, yeah, yeah, yeah, to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend

“You've got a friend
Ain't it good to know, you've got a friend?
Ain't it good to know?
Ain't it good to know?
Ain't it good to know, you've got a friend?

“Oh yeah, now
Oh, you've got a friend
Yeah, baby
You've got a friend
Oh yeah...
You've got a friend”

 

As she finished singing, Jeannie wiped a tear from her eye, as Carole said “Happy Birthday Jeannie – a friend to everyone there.”

 

 

“Now that was a good thing,” Mick said as he sat with Fiona and Angel.

 

“Yeah – Jeannie doesn’t realise just how much of a role model she is,” Mary said as she, Trina and the Rochermann twins came over.

 

 

 

“That was beautiful,” Nessa said as she looked on, holding David’s arm.

 

“So were you singing earlier.”

 

Nessa turned suddenly, smiling as she said “Yvonne?  What are you doing here?”

 

“Oh can’t I drop in and see an old friend?”

 

“Well yes – but you live in Philly.”

 

“True – but Houston and Orlando are a lot closer.”

 

“Miranda!  Julia!”

 

As the four friends embraced, Mick went back onto the stage.

 

“Folks, you heard Nessa singing with me earlier – but it seems she has some friends here, want to hear them all sing?”

 

“YESS!”

 

“Well,” Nessa said as she looked at the other three, dressed like her in shorts and a blouse, “want to resurrect the Monsters on the stage?”

 

“Oh go on – what shall we do?”

 

“Remember the Crystals song?”

 

“Oh yeah,” the other three said as Mick said “Please welcome to the stage, for the first time in decades, Ness and The Monsters!”

 

The party goers clapped as Nessa took the microphone, and the other three stood at the back, starting to move in time to the music.

 

Nessa took a look, smiled, and began to sing.

 

“Well, he walked up to me
And he asked me if I wanted to dance
He looked kinda nice
And so I said, ‘I might take a chance’”

 

Yvonne, Miranda and Julia smiled as they sang


“When he danced, he held me tight
And when he walked me home that night
All the stars were shinin' bright
And then he kissed me”

 

“They’re good together,” Mick said as he listened.

 

“Well, that was something I wasn’t expecting.”

 

“Derek?  What brings you down here.”

 

Derek Coverall smiled as he said “Well, Ray called me here.”

 

“Ray?  What’s going on?”

 

“Each time I saw him
I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know
That he was more than a friend

I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered, "I love you"
And he said that he loved me too
And then he kissed me”

 

Nessa nodded as the others sang

“He kissed me in a way
That I've never been kissed before
He kissed me in a way
That I wanna be kissed forever more”


“I knew that he was mine
So I gave him all the love that I had
And one day he took me home
To meet his mom and his dad

Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy, I almost cried
And then he kissed me”

The four of them made a line as they finished with


“Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right by his side
I felt so happy, I almost cried
And then he kissed me, and then he kissed me
And then he kissed me”

 

As the party goers clapped and cheered, Nessa came down and hugged Jeannie.

 

“I hope you don’t mind them gatecrashing...”

 

“Not a problem, Nessa, I...”

 

“Excuse me – I wonder if i could have a moment.”

 

The party looked at the man who had taken the microphone, Mick and Derek watching from the side.

 

"I'm aware that virtually none of you know me, and that I’m interrupting a very good party,” he said, “but I'm Ray Hardaway and I run Newtopia Records, and I'm here to make some people an offer."

"What is this?" John whispered to Barbara.

"Just listen Dad."

"Mick Harran’s new record is on my label, and I was so impressed by his partner I found some old recordings – and invited her three friends to meet her here.”  Taking a deep breath, he said “I would like to offer Nessa and the Monsters a three album recording deal with Newtopia."

"What?" Vanessa just suddenly heard her own voice ring out.

 

“So, if the four ladies would care to join me and Mick for a moment...”

 

 

 

 

 

“Some party,” Annie said as she sat with Janice, “full of surprises for everyone.”

 

“Oh don’t I know it,” Janice said, “I think I’ll take a nice quiet week fighting crime after this.”

 

“Well, think of what’s coming up – Two weeks time we have the wedding, and you’re taking Katherine and Katy to Ireland for that shoot before that.”

 

“True – that’s going to be – interesting,” Janice said, “and then Abby’s birthday ball in June.”

 

"You know,” Annie said, “we can always think about doing some climbing in the Pyrenees after Abby's party."

"If you have delivered safely Annie," Janice patted her friends bump, "but you know it’s an idea and I'm sure both Caroline and Charlotte will be up for it."


"Well despite other events, we have always enjoyed climbing together."


"True."

"Sorry for being rude, but did I hear you say you climb?" Sharon asked as she sat with them.

"When I'm not heavily pregnant," Annie grinned, "but yes we used to climb a lot in the gym, and we have done a few climbs in the mountains."

"I don't suppose you have room for a relative novice?"

"You climb Sharon?" Jan asked.

"I've been doing walls at the gym for about a year, and my instructor says I'm pretty good, but you all sound far more advanced."

"Well come to my gym and we will see how well you do." Jan offered.

 

“Sounds good – I’ll give you a call,” Sharon said as she took Jan’s card.

 

“What was Miss Kennedy asking about,” Susan said as she came over.

 

“She’s interested in coming for a climbing session with us,” Annie said.  “Well, with Janice and Caroline at any rate.”

 

“Is she now?”

 

“I know that look Susan,” Jan said, “what’s going on?”

 

“Tell you later...”

 

 

 

“This is an amazing party,” Sands said as she sat with Bev and Katy.

 

“It’s been an amazing week,” Katy said, Bev nodding in agreement.  “And to top it all, your gran gets a chance to make a record as well?”

 

Sands shook her head.  “The other girls will never believe it.”

 

“Oh I think they might,” Diana said as she came over.  “Listen, Katy - do you want to try shooting in an actual competition soon?"

"Oooh I'd love that, but am I ready Aunt Diana?"

"Well the Tristate Shooting Association has an Under 15 division in its meet, and I think it would be interesting how you do both in that division and in the Novice division."

"Well if Mom says okay, then I'm up for it."

"You'll need some extra practice,” Diana said, “but I don't think you'd disgrace yourself."

"It sounds Dolls..."

"What does?" Jan came over.

"Aunt Diana wants to enter me in my first competition."

"Does it clash with anything else? Like school, or modeling, or..."

"No I checked the schedules Cherie." Diana smiled. "She should be free."

 

“Well, sounds good to me – we’ll talk about it when we get back.”

 

 

 

“Jack – grab a pew and a Bushmills.”

 

John smiled as his old friend walked slowly over.

 

"Now I remember why I prefer studio work." Jack collapsed on a chair next to John Hammond, "being on my feet all this time kills me."

"Which you'll soon forget about when you start looking at what you have shot, we photographers are all the same Jack."

"True,” Jack said as he sipped his drink, “and I do think I got some interesting images."

"Well that is the main thing." John looked round the crowds, "Luke has missed a good party."

"I know, but this gig in Vancouver is a pretty big deal for him career wise."

"Now what is it he's doing again exactly?"

"Shooting pictures of various local tribal peoples."

"Native Canadians?"

"Exactly,” Jack said witha  smile.  “It's for a geographic magazine and its a chance to show he does more then fashion."

"Well I hope it’s going well?"

"Well, he said it was when we talked earlier."

"So are you both set for Germany?"

"We are indeed,”Jack said with a smile, “though I'm starting to get nerves."

"Why?" John looked quizzically, “you have been to hundreds of weddings."


"Yes, but at this one I'm meeting Luke's family for the first time.."

"Ah," John nodded.  “Well, a lot of your friends will be there as well.”

 

“Ah well,” Jack said with a smile, “if I can come back here, I can do anything.”

 

 

 

 

“Have we all had a great time tonight?”

 

“YESSS” was the cheer back from everyone else.

 

"Okay we have one last musical request, so if Harriet and her clarinet will join us here on stage," the bandleader spoke.

 

The girls cheered as Harriet held her clarinet in the air, and then took a few deep breaths.

 

"John the happy grandfather wants to do a solo dance with Jeannie, and this is his song of choice."


"My dance," John said as e lifted Jeannie carefully into position, as Harriet started to blow the evocative first few notes of 'Stranger on the Shore'.

 

"Oh so that's what she and her clarinet have been up to." Grace spoke to Sarah, as john slowly moved round the floor, Jeannie with her arms round his neck as he held her waist.

 

“So, have you had a good birthday,” John said with a smile as he looked at Jeannie.

 

“Oh you bet I have – have you been working out Granddad?”

 

“Nope – you’re not uncomfortable are you?”

 

“Nah – so are Mum and Aunt Denise going to patch things up?”

 

“I think so – once your mum’s got over the shock of that photo.”

 

Jeannie giggled as she said “Thanks – for everything.  I don’t want the day to end – but it has to doesn’t it?”

 

“I’m afraid so Princess – but not just yet.”

 

As Harriet played the last few notes, John kissed Jeannie’s forehead, and then placed her back in the chair to a round of applause.

 

“Folks,” Jeannie said with a smile, “once again, thank you all for coming, and making this an incredible birthday...”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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