At one in the morning, Jules and Mack got on his motorcycle to leave for a bed-and-breakfast in town for their honeymoon night, and we all cheered as they sped off. Mack announced to a delighted Jules that they were going to Thailand for their honeymoon.

“I packed perfectly,” Jules gushed. “Bikinis and lingerie! I’m ready to go!”

Marco and I, along with a whole bunch of other people, helped to clean up, and then we headed to our beach, made love, and watched the sun come up.

I did feel daringly biker-chickish in my maid of honor dress and Marco adored the leather bustier.

* * *

Marco asked me to marry him shortly thereafter, on one knee, on our beach, in the middle of a sunny, windy Saturday. The ring was exquisite and sparkling, and when he was still on his knee, I was so excited, I hugged him tight and we fell over, me on top of him. I did not bother to get up until I’d kissed that man silly.

I did not want to have a premonition about Marco and me and our future. I simply wanted to live with him, love him, and be like a normal person who doesn’t know the good and the bad upcoming. But maybe, because my feelings for him were so intense, it brought it on.

In the premonition I saw two people together. At first I didn’t recognize us. We were very, very old. White hair, wrinkled skin, glasses, the works. We were sitting at our beach, in chairs, holding hands, a whole bunch of animals around us. There were at least five dogs. A couple cats. A few grizzled horses in the background, along with alpacas, sheep, and goats.

I had already told him, before he formally asked me to marry him, that because of my family history, I would not have children. “I can’t do this to anyone else,” I said. “It’s clearly in my family line, all the way back.” He agreed and said he’d never planned on having children. “I want you, Evie. It’ll be you and me and our animals.”

We agreed to open up a shelter for animals that cannot find homes. We would call it Sundance’s Home. Not all animals are adoptable for one reason or another, and those would stay with us permanently.

“That’s a plan,” Marco said. “We’ll be animal collectors.”

Seeing us on the beach, old and smiling, it looked like we’d turned into happy, old animal collectors.

It was my favorite premonition of all time.

ALL ABOUT EVIE

A READING GROUP GUIDE

ALL ABOUT EVIE

Cathy Lamb

ABOUT THIS GUIDE

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All About Evie.

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DISCUSSION QUESTIONS

1. What did you think of All About Evie? Were there scenes that made you laugh or cry? Were there scenes that you, personally, could relate to?