R O S A L I E
The moment we arrived at the pack, Faith was the first to jump out of the car and make a run for the swings. She loved it here.
Freya and I followed her, a picnic basket in my hands as we settled on a bench.
"So," Freya started. "What are you going to do with your first paycheck?"
"Well, I need to find a place to stay for one," I said, looking around the park. "A nice apartment with a balcony would be nice. I've always wanted one."
"And then?" She asked, her eyes wide with excitement.
"And then, I guess I'll buy some new clothes. Nothing too fancy, just something that makes me feel good. And new household items to give me that homely feeling."
"Good for you, Rose," Freya said, her voice soft. "You deserve to be happy."
"I'm trying," I said, my voice small. "It's just.
