Jack Kennedy and Natalie Lavoie seemed like the perfect match. Both from prominent, blue blooded families they've been set up by their parents. Jack, a Massachusetts Senator, and Natalie a journalist. Natalie always thought she didn't need a man by...
Natalie heard a honk outside, and saw that it was Jack. She grabbed her clutch bag and stepped out. She had a white dress on, with pearls and light pink pumps and her hair styled in her favorite Hollywood waves.
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"Hey kid! You look great." Jack said as she got into the car. "Thanks, you look good yourself." she replied. They drove through the streets of Boston until they reached Hyannis Port. Natalie couldn't help but feel nervous even though she already knew the Kennedys. Even though Jack's mother was always kind to her, she was generally a very cold person. Natalie knew why her mother got along with her so well, as they shared many similarities.
Jack pulled up in front of a big, white house. Even though it was very big, and very white it was not Natalies taste. It was plain, and empty-like. In front of the house stood a tall, flag and the breeze from the sea swept thorough Natalie's hair. "After you..." Jack said as he led Natalie to the front door. Suddenly his dad appeared from the corner. "Hey you two!" he said as he shook Jacks hand and hugged Natalie. Natalie could see where Jack got his energy from. "Natalie I'm so glad to see you! She's a winner isn't she, son?" Jack's father said. "Only the best for us, dad." he replied.
Natalie had to hold back an eye roll at this comment as she knew both Joseph and Jack were philanderers. "Follow me!" Joseph said as he led them to the side porch. "No one arrives at Hyannis without greeting my mother first." Jack whispered into Natalies ear. "Mrs. Kennedy, it's good to see you!" Natalie said. "Natalie, welcome! To Hyannis and the family." she replied. Natalie shook her cold, boney hand. She was a tiny woman with a strident voice.
Natalie knew she was a difficult person, but she also knew that she would outlast the diamonds she now wore on her finger.
