“I didn’t know they were going to invite boys along,” she continued. She shook her head and laughed. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I knew I wouldn’t be swimming because I had never learned how. I just wanted to be with my friends. But the boys were there and they had a rope hanging from a branch that swung out over the pond. My friends wanted to impress them by showing them they weren’t afraid to swing on it. All of them did it except me. I wasn’t about to risk my life to impress some boy. That is…until Charles said I should try it.” She set her cards down on the table and took a sip of water from her glass. “Oh, I blushed when he talked to me. I think I actually swung on the rope just so he wouldn’t see my red face.”

“But you couldn’t swim,” I said.

“No, I couldn’t, but I just thought that maybe I would figure it out once I hit the water. Anyway…I didn’t. I remember my head going under and my arms flailing in every which way. I panicked, and I just knew I was going to die. But that’s when I felt a strong set of arms around me and I instantly stopped moving. It was Charles. He brought me to shore and wiped the hair away from my face.” Hattie sighed. “I didn’t even think about being embarrassed. I was just awestruck by him. He kept asking me if I was okay, but I couldn’t answer. He stood there bare-chested and muscly.” She glanced at me and pursed her lips. “Well, needless to say, I was taken by him. Next thing you know, we were married and had a baby.”

The story made me feel warm. I had never seen someone talk that way about another. Sure I had read stories and seen movies, but this was real. “I hope I can find someone like that someday,” I said.

Hattie took another sip of water and grabbed her cards from the table. “Oh, you will, Waverly. You will. You just have to remember that love has nothing to do with money or power or anything you see around you here. Your soul mate might be a poor man, but when you meet him that won’t matter. Your love for each other is all that will matter.”

I took a deep breath and was about to ask her if she had any twos when the phone rang. Hattie started to get up, but I was closer so I told her I would answer it. It rang three times before I picked it up.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Sweetie, you and Hattie need to lock all of the doors in the house and get into the basement, do you understand?” It was my dad.