Upon the Night Tide - An Engagement
Kevin, Daniel and Bob go gatecrashing and an engagement is announced...
Upon the Night Tide - An Engagement
Bob, Kevin and Daniel Debray had begun the evening in their usual manner,drinking in the Spread Eagle and plotting.
‘What’s on the agenda?’ asked Kevin downing the dregs of his beer and burping loudly.
‘We’re going to gatecrash.’
‘Where?’ asked Bob.
‘No fucking way,’ said Bob. ‘Are you off your rocker? The security’s shit hot. It’s run by nuns. They’ve got K9 security services for fuckssake!’
‘Oh stop being a woman’s blouse.’
‘Of all the places!’
‘It's all organised anyway.’ Daniel grinned.
‘Organized?’ said Bob and Kevin in unison.
‘I’ve got my contacts! If you don’t wanna come then I’ll see you tomorrow.’
The trio drank up and left.
Once the last of the lights went out in Saint Real College the lads clambered over the high stone wall and heaved up crates of beer on ropes.
‘This way,’ said Daniel as Bob landed behind him with a crunch.
He led them hurriedly along a path and through the quad, each staggering under the weight of beer crates. Soon they came to a wrought iron gate and Daniel picked the lock with ease. Inside was an enormous swimming pool with a high and a low diving board. The moon reflected in the water was silvery white.
‘Party time!’ Whispered Kevin.
‘Where’s all the skirt?’
Just then there was a rustling in the shrubbery and ten or fifteen girls appeared.
‘Take your pick,’ said Daniel smacking his lips.
The girls had wine glasses and blankets with them. There were pipes, bongs and candle holders made out of old wine bottles. The party set up on the east side of the pool which had the best shelter from overlooking windows. As Soon they had settled themselves down and Daniel brought out the bags of weed, pills and cocaine he had stashed in his baggy combats.
‘Where d’you get all this?’ asked one of the girls curiously. ‘This is worth a fortune.’
‘Sold my old banger,’ said Daniel.
‘Ay Jane...’ Bob recognised one of the girls from Warrington’s riding school. She wore a pink cocktail dress and her diamonds glinted in the candle light.
‘Bobby Johnson,’ she said with disbelief. ‘Nobody told me you were coming.’
‘Life’s full of surprises.’
‘I’m not allowed to ride anymore. How’s Warrington?’
‘He’s as arrogant as ever. The police have been swarming the place.’
‘You don’t think he did it do you?’ she whispered moving closer until he could feel her breath on his arm.
‘No, he was having too much fun nobbing her.’
‘Are you for real?! Eww he’s so old.’
‘Yeah well how d’you think she got promoted to stable manager. We work longer hours than she did, and harder.’
‘It’s so frightening. She was so young.’ Jane gave a shudder.
‘Oh you’ll be alright love.’ He put an arm around her comfortingly. ‘I’m here to protect you.’
‘I miss not being able to come up and see you.’ She said longingly leaning against him.
Further along Kevin and Daniel were chatting to Nancy Scott, Daniel’s girl friend and snorting lines.
After a while Nancy and Daniel left the party and disappeared through the gate.
‘Where are we going?’ Asked Nancy.
‘Wait and see.’
Hand in hand they passed through the dark cricket and tennis lawns until they came to the...
Nancy assumed he had brought her there to get up to some of their usual nocturnal escapades, but Daniel went down on one knee and took out a heart shaped red box from his pocked.
‘Will you marry me?’ He said.
Nancy was stunned and shocked. She began laughing and crying at the same time.’
‘Of course I will.’
The ring contained a cluster of diamonds set around a central blue sapphire. Nancy adored it.
‘Wait til I show Hazel!’ She exclaimed.
They rejoined the party. The conversation all seemed to focus on the dead girl.
‘I’d just rather not talk about it anymore,’ said Kevin who was still smarting from his bollucking by Tommy Byrne.
‘Was it Warrington? Do you think he....?’
Before Kevin could finish his sentence Daniel Debray got to his feet and roared, ‘my uncle is not a murderer. He wouldn’t hurt a fly. He might be and an arrogant prick but he’s no killer.’
His voice was manic. Then he turned, grinned at the party and shouted. ‘Swimming anyone?!’
Stripping off his clothes he did an impressive back flip into the dark water, laughing hysterically. There were murmurs of ‘he’s off his head’ and ‘do you think he’s ok.’
Bob was snogging Hazel behind a curtain in one of the changing rooms.
‘I miss you so much,’ she said. ‘Wouldn’t it be great if we could elope? Then there would be no more secrecy and we could see each other all the time. Nancy’s going to marry Daniel. Have you seen her ring?’
Bob was silent; absorbed in kissing her on the neck he drunkenly slid up her pink cocktail dress and grabbed her behind.
‘Ow you’re hurting me,’ she said pulling away. ‘Why you gotta be so rough?’
She ran away leaving his ego yet another part of him which was deflated.