“Sorry. I had to help Tyler find the bathroom,” Ronnie said as she approached. She nodded at her brother. “Hello Tommy.”
“Hi Sis, how are you?” He leaned over and kissed her cheek. ”!” he hissed before stepping back. “That dress looks wonderful on you, doesn’t it Mother?”
“It’s very nice, but too dark.” She reached out and tugged on the velvet sleeve. “You should wear lighter colors, Veronica.”
“Well, I think she looks lovely,” he said, sounding totally supportive of his oldest sister. “Ronnie looks good no matter what she wears.”
, she thought to herself. “You look nice tonight too, Tommy. New suit?”
“Actually, it is. I didn’t think anything I had was good enough for tonight.”
“I’m sure of that.” Blue eyes shot daggers at the sandy haired man.
“After all, I do believe this is the first time that you’ve allowed the family in here since you took it over.” He gave her a sinister grin, daring her to push it.
“Well, I think it looks very nice here tonight,” Susan chirped. “I like the way you hung all the ornaments around. Everyone’s stopping to look at them. I want to see the one I made in the third grade. Ronnie, can you help me find it?”
“Yeah. I think it’s over here,” she said, grateful for the escape offered to her.
They walked through the crowd until a flash of golden hair caught Susan’s eye. Immediately the redhead’s direction changed. “Where are you going?” Ronnie asked.
“To meet the infamous Rose Grayson,” she replied. “Aunt Elaine said she was in a car accident.”
“Susan…”
“Now what kind of hostess would I be if I didn’t stop by and meet everyone?” Her eyes twinkled with mischief.
“I thought I was the one hosting the party. It is my home.”
“Whatever,” the redhead replied, obviously not interested in silly technical details like that.
“Either way, I really should meet her.” She felt a firm hand grab her upper arm.
“Don’t you dare put her through one of your famous inquisitions.” Ronnie lessened her grip, but only slightly. “I mean, she’s kinda shy.”
“How am I supposed to learn anything about a person if I don’t ask them questions?” Susan teased, but the serious look on her sister’s face made her reconsider. “I just want to say hello, I’m not going to ask her for every personal detail of her life.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.”
The injured woman was finishing her ginger ale when she saw the sisters approach. “Rose, I’d like to introduce you to my sister, Susan Cartwright.”
“Younger sister,” the redhead corrected. She held her hand out. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Rose. It’s nice to finally meet you.” Truth be told, Susan had grilled both her mother and aunt in search of information about the mysterious woman. She looked at the row of stitches and tsked. “Such a shame, such a pretty face.”
“Susan, I think Alexandra is around here somewhere. You haven’t seen her in a while.”
Ronnie’s attempt to get her sister away failed. “No, you go ahead, Sis. I’ll stay here and chat with Rose.” She picked up the empty glass that Rose had set down on the coffee table. “That’s going to leave a ring. Ronnie, don’t you have any coasters?”
“Of c…” Out of the corner of her eye she caught the ashamed look on her guest’s face. It was only then that it occurred to Ronnie Rose might not be used to using coasters. “Actually, I think they’re all being used.”
“Well, I suppose it doesn’t really matter. Maria can get the rings out later.” Susan crossed in front of the wheelchair-bound woman and sat demurely on the coffee table, a much more comfortable position from which to interrogate her unknowing victim. “So tell me, Rose, how do you know Ronnie?”
“I um…” Green eyes looked up to blue, pleading for help.
“She was a sorority sister at Pi Epsilon Gamma,” Ronnie blurted.
“Really?” Susan looked from Rose to her sister and back again. “But you look so much younger than Ronnie.”
“Um…I skipped a couple of grades in school,” the young woman said.
“Oh, that’s nice. Still, you must have been a freshman when Ronnie was in her senior year.”
“I was,” Rose replied, still exchanging looks of desperation with her friend. She was not sure the exact reason for the lie but understood that there was no way to go back now.
“So where are you from?”
“Oh, well…I grew up in and around Albany.” She was afraid of lying and mentioning a city that the worldly redhead would be familiar with.
“Really? Well, Ronnie and I went to Saint Sebastian’s Academy.”
“Home of the Tigers,” Rose offered, drawing a smile from Susan. She was now grateful for the hours spent at the library reading the local newspaper.
“Yes. I was the head cheerleader the year we went to the state championships.”
“Which sport?”
“Well, basketball of course,” the redhead said, her eyebrows rising slightly. “I’m surprised you didn’t know that. Ronnie played…” She looked at her sister quizzically.
“I played guard,” Ronnie said, silently wishing someone, anyone would come by to distract Susan.
“Yeah, that’s right. You were all-conference that year, weren’t you?”
“All-State.”
“All-State,” the redhead repeated, not particularly worried about the details. “Anyway, enough about Ronnie. So what happened to you? I heard you were in a car accident.”
“Actually I was hit by a car.”
“You mean you were walking and got hit?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, that’s terrible. So are you paralyzed or something?”
“Susan,” Ronnie admonished. “Her left ankle and both her legs are broken.”
“Oh, that must hurt quite a bit, huh?”
“Well…yeah.” Rose could not figure out why anyone would ask such a silly question. “My legs were broken very badly.”
“That’s a real shame. Well, at least you’re lucky enough to have Ronnie taking care of you.”
“Very lucky,” Rose agreed. “I don’t know what I would have done without her.” She gave a smile to her friend, an action not unnoticed by Susan. The redhead stood up and smoothed her skirt.
“Well, if you two would excuse me, I have to mingle. It was nice meeting you, Rose. I’m sure we’ll see each other again soon.”
“Nice to meet you too.”
“Ronnie, can you help me in the kitchen for a moment?” Susan asked in a sing-song voice, the kind that always grated on her older sister’s nerves.
“Actually…”
“It’ll only take a minute.” She grabbed the velvet-covered elbow and tugged Ronnie away from Rose and into the kitchen, leaving the younger woman alone to her thoughts.