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𝑺𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑷𝑶𝑽
"Look they're here!" I run over to Clara side as she looks out the window. "Who is it?" I see a car pull up beside Papa's car. "Wait a minute." I realize that car was very familiar, too familiar. "Fucking Shelby's." Clara shakes her head. "Why did I not realize maman was gonna invite Polly Gray to supper." Clara moves away from the window, I still stayed there. As Clara went on I focused on the Shelby's getting out of their car. First was Tommy he was the driver, like last time. Then it was Miss Polly being helped out of the passenger side by the help of her son Michael. John and Arthur get out from the back before catching up with Tommy, who was lighting up a cigarette. I quickly close the window before anyone of them could look up and see me spying on them.
"I'm so glad I didn't let out do my makeup." My makeup consisted lip gloss and a little bit of pink rouge on the eye lids & cheeks. "You don't think this dress is too much?" I look at myself in the mirror smoothing the dress out. It hugged my curves perfectly but flowed nicely mid-way to the bottom, also hugging my chest allowing for a little cleavage to show, the small scarf sewed on to the shirt had been altered with thanks to Clara. "No, maman directly told me to dress nice for special guest. Now come on before she yells out our full names." Clara grabs my wrist dragging me away from the mirror out if the room.
"Mademoiselle Polly, it is a pleasure to see you again." Uncle Pierre plants a kiss on both of Miss Polly's cheeks. My eyes shift at the new guest, the special guest were the Shelby family. My eyes swiftly move across the Shelby family faces until it stopped on a pair of ice cold blue eyes. Thomas Shelby stare was intense it's like he was staring into my soul, those damn eyes making me frozen. A small smirk forms on his lips as takes off his peaky cap, Tommy looks away from me to Aunt Beatrice The trance was finally broken alead them into the dining room. "Please sit wherever you like." The Shelby's take their seats and I made sure to be close by my older cousins. I could tell by Papa look that he wanted me by my cousins.
"I'm glad you finally came back for my home cooking." Aunt Beatrice sparks a conversation with Miss Polly who sat across from her. "I can't stay away from a free ticket out of the kitchen." Miss Polly says. "I can't stay away from a free meal." Arthur jokes making everyone laugh. I look over at Papa to see a scowl plastered on his face, he did not hide his dislike for the people seated in front of him. I don't blame him, they beat up your brother and now eat your food. I just couldn't understand for the life of me why Aunt Beatrice and Uncle Pierre were treating them to dinner, it is as if they forgot about Uncle Robert who is in pain right next door to us.
