Valentine Ball
Philip and Elizabeth Leland cordially invite you
To join them in celebration of Valentine’s Day
On February 14th at 20:00.
This great Washington bash will be held at
Their son’s estate in Columbia Heights
In keeping with the spirit of this Holiday,
You are required to sport
A dash of red in your attire
We hope to see you there
Philip and Elizabeth Leland cordially invite you
To join them in celebration of Valentine’s Day
On February 14th at 20:00.
This great Washington bash will be held at
Their son’s estate in Columbia Heights
In keeping with the spirit of this Holiday,
You are required to sport
A dash of red in your attire
We hope to see you there
Bobby Manning’s apartment
February 13
“Aw, c’mon Darcy – pick up,” Bobby muttered in the phone as it kept on ringing and ringing. He ran his fingers through his hair when the machine picked up.
“Hi, you’ve reached Darcy D’Angelo’s answering service. I am presently unavailable so please leave your message and I will get back to you as soon as I can. If your name is Special Agent Bobby Manning, don’t bother with the message because I’ll just erase it anyways. Have a nice day. *beep* ”
“You can’t stay mad at me forever Darce; I told you I was sorry for missing that dinner with your parents. I had forgotten this was the same night as Poker night. Please, pick the phone? Pretty please,” he asked charmingly, trying to placate her. “Okay, well maybe you’re really not there. Look, I have this invitation to a big bash given by Myles’ parents – everyone of importance will be there and I’d love if you would accompany me. Please call me back? I lo-…,” he stopped as the call disconnected. He’d overrun the set time for his message.
God, I hate those machines…
Bobby rang off sighing, sat down on his couch and was staring the phone. Ring... ring... Darcy, please... He hoped that the woman wasn’t true to her promises and she didn’t erase his messages. If she really loves me, she will forgive – he thought. – I know, I lost my first chance with my maybe soon-to-be in-laws, but they said we could meet another time...Darcy, sweetheart, please call me...
***
Darcy picked up the phone too late; her answering machine disconnected his call. Of course she didn’t erase any of his messages... she wanted to, but she couldn’t. They were so touching that she was suspecting that they were written by Myles. I was so silly, and my parents took this thing easy... and he apologized for at least a million times... oh my God, I love this man more than anything. What am I waiting for?
She started to dial her sweetheart’s number slowly.
