[MaC] And so it begins....Evangeline & Marion

[Margaret Dean]

Ree Moorhead Pruehs wrote:
> 
> > > Eventually Vangie selected a plain strand of pearls and matching
> > > earrings and donned them before stepping into her plain, low-heeled,
> > > sensible dress shoes. It was, she thought, the one good thing about
> > > getting old. One need no longer completely enslave oneself to fashion
> > > as opposed to allow aging legs and feet the comfort they deserved.
> > >
> > > She heard Philip thumping around in his bedroom, but did not tap on
> > > the door. She had noticed he didn't like being fussed over. And she
> > > had never been particularly maternal by nature anyway.
> > >
> > > "I'll see you upstairs, then," she called loud enough for him to hear.
> > > Picking up her clutch purse -- the evening's compromise between her
> > > more typical large and overfilled bag and going completely naked --
> > > she stepped out into the hallway.
> >
> >The clanking of the lift announced its arrival from the floor
> >below.  As it halted, Vangie could see that Marion Mauberly was
> >inside.  She smiled when she saw Vangie and opened the iron
> >grille for her.
> >
> >"Is Philip coming?" she asked.
> 
> "He'll still be a bit....said he'd take the stairs," Vangie said, stepping
> in.  =Stubborn pride,= she thought, but not unfondly. She smiled at the
> younger woman. "How lovely you look!"
> 
> She closed the grille again, and the elevator creaked upward.

"And you look just like the Duchess of Windsor," Marion replied,
and added on a teasing note, "Well worth giving up a kingdom
for."

As the lift slowly ascended to the floor above, she did a quick
rummage through her own gold-and-black clutch purse.  "Oh, good,
I didn't forget my pills.  It would be a bore to have to go down
and fetch them."

Vangie was aware that Marion suffered from occasional migraines,
and habitually carried a tube of little blue pills.


<tag Vangie, anyone on penthouse floor when they arrive>


--Margaret Dean
  <margdean at erols.com>