Daughter of…..in her twentieth year...”I stepped back. “She was the same age as I now am.”I looked down. The floor was thick with dust but her... and there, I could see fragments of painted wood and even a few dark beads. I touched the wall just under where her name was written and whispered.“What happened to you dear Renenutet?”The sun was now so low that I was finding it increasingly difficult to make out the rest of the inscription. So I walked back to the entrance of the tomb and settled down. Amy was silent for a while but Sam could see that she was deep in thought about something. "What Amy? Tell me what you are thinking about." Sam demanded."There might be a way you could help ... No, I could never ask you to do it," Amy said and hung her head."Amy, if there is any way that I can help, then tell me. Look into my eyes. You know I love you and would do anything for you, anything. Now tell me what you are thinking," Sam breathed.Amy raised her head and her blue eyes locked with Sam's. I mean, in a week or so Tim and I would be married anyway, but ... Why am I worrying about this?"We'll knock out a sweet invitation pretty quick," Casey said. "I know some tricks." I know," I said. "I've seen your stuff." Casey was who you went to for flyers and ads and whatever in school. She had an artistic side, a flair, that I really envied.The ringing of the bell jarred us both into activity and we parted ways to our separate destinations. I spent the rest of the day alternating between. " I understand what you're saying. Truthfully, I would feel the same way as you do if I were in your position. I don't mean to take advantage of your sister," I said as I continued to push Justin on the swing. "I think Sandy and I are both lonely and need something right now." Maybe you should find what you need with somebody else," she said, obviously protective of her sister but also maybe a little jealous.The truth was that I admired her protectiveness. I could understand loyalty and I knew.
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