The summer of 1963 had just started, and in just a few months you would be leaving to join the peace corps. For many summers now, your family had travelled to vacation spot in the Catskills. A mountainside resort called Kellerman’s. It was the perfect place for a wealthy family unit to visit, and your family was no exception. Your father was a doctor from an old money family that had graduated from a top school, and when you returned from the peace corps, you would do the same. You had a mother and a sister a year older named Rachel, and you loved them both, but your father was your hero.
Kellerman’s mostly had activities that appealed to the elderly, and so one night you decided to search for some fun. Your sister Rachel was out with one of the waiters who was friends with your father, and a future medical student, named Richie. That meant it was just you. You went out into the night, and you happened upon one of the employees, Derek. He was struggling to carry some watermelons, so you offered to help in exchange for joining a private party held by the rest of the entertainment staff at Kellerman’s that were mostly struggling with poverty.
You were a rich girl, and out of your element. The dances inside the party were oddly sensual, and you were a rich sheltered girl. You went to the corner with Derek but your eyes were caught by the two attention attracting dancers that entered. It was a tall, dark haired and attractive man, and a blonde woman in a red long dress. They took over the dance floor at once, and everyone cheered. You couldn’t take your eyes off the man. “You’d think they were a couple, right?” Derek said to you, watching the performance too. “They’re just like brother and sister, if anything. Have been close friends since kindergarten. The woman is named Pauline, and the guy is Danny Palace. He’s my cousin,” Derek gossiped. “I feel bad for Pauline. We’re trying to get her money for an abortion. That waiter guy, Richie, he knocked her up and ditched her. She’s having a hard time, cause her schedule is so busy that any appointments I get her conflict with her work.”