Reserved
Megan walked out of the house to her mailbox at the end of her driveway. Pulling out the mail, she saw a fancy envelope. Her name and address was embossed into the envelope. Turning the envelope over there was a circle with and “R” in the center, also embossed into the flap.
Thinking to herself, “What the heck is this?”
She walked back into the house and sat at the table in the kitchen and opened the mail, saving the fancy one for last. The phone bill, an electric bill, and a couple of advertisements. Megan wrote out checks to cover the bills and noticed she was down to just under a hundred dollars for the rest of the month and there was still ten days left.
Using her letter opener, she opened the fancy envelope and pulled out a card. The front of the card had the embossed circled “R” on it, nothing else. Opening it she read;
Mr. Roger T. Rennicks has requested the pleasure of your company for an evening of fine dining at The LaScala. A limousine will arrive at 7:30PM, Friday the 22nd of July, at your residence.
Respectfully,
R.T. Rennicks
Megan dropped the invitation to the table top. Who is this Roger Rennicks? He seems to know me, but I can’t place the name. Whoever he is, he’s pretty sure I’ll be going with the limo when it arrives.
She got her phone and dialed her best friend, April. The phone rang and rang. “Answer April, please!”
“Hello.”
“April, its Meg, you will not believe what I got in the mail today.”
“What! What did you get?”
“An invitation to dine at The LaScala, tomorrow evening.”
“Oh Meg, that place is so hard to get into, how did you swing that?”
“Actually, I have no idea.”
“What?”
“Some guy, a Roger Rennicks, sent the invitation and he’s having a limo pick me up too.”
“Who’s that?”
“April, I have no freaking idea at all who it is. My mouth dropped when I opened it and I’ve tried to think who he was and cannot figure it out.”
“Are you going to go?”
“What, miss a chance to eat at LaScala’s, no way! Oh shit April!”
“What now?”
“What am I going to wear? I don’t have any fancy clothes for that place.”
“You have a closet full of nice clothes girl, just look through it and you’ll find something. You call me on Saturday and let me know how everything went, okay?
“Yes April, you know I will, bye for now.”
“Bye Meg.”
Hanging up the phone, she picked up the invitation again and stared at it. Who the hell are you? Megan got up and walked into her bedroom, opening the closet she just looked at what was there. Moving things aside, one by one she looked at the clothes and picked out something and put it on the bed, then back to look again.
She had taken out five different dresses, all five laid out on the bed. Staring at them she could not make up her mind. They were nice clothes, but not up to LaScala standards.
The phone rang, so she picked it up and said hello.
“Hi Meg!”
“Hi Brieanna, what’s up?”
“Want to go out for lunch today, nothing much just a light lunch?”
“Sure, pick me up at noon, okay?”
“Okay, see you then.”
The phone went dead and she hung it up. Megan spent the rest of the morning keeping herself busy with dusting and other household chores. Just before noon, she heard a car honk its horn outside. Grabbing her purse, she headed out the door.
Sitting in the car, she strapped herself in and off they went.
Brieanna was all smiles and appeared to be in a happy mood. “So, why so happy girlfriend?”
“Oh, I don’t know, just don’t feel like a gloomy-gus today, so the alternative is to be happy.”
Megan laughed at her and said, “Your crazy woman, you know that don’t you?”
“Yeah, that’s why everyone wants to be around me.”
Megan took in Brieanna’s looks and realized that she could be a twin for Amber Brkich, that girl that won on Survivors. She was that pretty. Her hair, and features were beautiful and all wrapped in a size six too. Today she was wearing a powder blue pull over shirt and dungaree shorts and sandals.
Meg told her about the date tomorrow evening and how she was fretting about what to wear, as they were eating their lunch.
Brieanna just listened and was smiling through it all. “I have the perfect dress for you if you want to come to the house and try it on, she said.
“Do you really, I’d love to look at it, I’m not happy with what I have at home.”
They continued the small talk during lunch and then headed to Brieanna’s. At the house, they went to the bedroom and when Brieanna opened her large closet, Megan gasped.
“Dam girlfriend, it’s almost like another room.”
“Let me get the dress I have in mind for you,” as she moved things around and took out a white box from the floor of the closet. She took the box to her bed and set it down. “This is it, I’m sure.”
Megan opened the box and said, “Oh God, this is beautiful,” as she brought it of out of the box and held it in front of her.
“Try it on, see if it fits right.”
“Okay!”
