Oh, The Places You'll Go!
Oh!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!
Rosalie rather felt that Emmett was taking advantage of her agreement of dinner as he collected her at 9:30 on Saturday morning. Not a time for dinner by anyone's standards.
"There's a good chance that this is the only time that you ever agree to go out with me, so I'm going to make it last." He said cheerfully as they pulled into a parking lot.
Half an hour later, they were on the ferry to Bainbridge Island.
"Why didn't we bring the car?" Rosalie asked and Emmett winked.
"You'll see when we get there. Have you ever been to Bainbridge?"
"No."
"Another new place for you to see." He seemed pleased and Rosalie smiled back, leaning against the railings of the ferry. He leaned too but facing inward so that he could see her face. He was wearing jeans, clean for once, and a chunky grey sweater that made his eyes seem even bluer. Rosalie hadn't known what to wear for the day, (she'd checked with Emmett and his unhelpful advice had been "whatever, as long as you're comfortable") so she'd worn jeans, a long sleeved red top and a sleeveless knitted cardigan with some flat boots. Her hair was tied back but wisps kept escaping and Emmett entertained himself by pushing them out of her face as they came closer to the Island.
Emmett's cell rang and he apologised, stepping away as he took the call.
She turned to look at the approaching land and took a deep breath of clean air. The sky was grey but bright and she was a lifetime away from Royce King.
Rosalie wanted to know about the places she would go to in this new lifetime. Would they be better or worse? What kind of person would she be at the end? Would she be happy?
She couldn't answer those questions. She could only go to those places and find out.
