A few weeks went by and Rose still hadnt found Matthew. But, after the run in with the Delanceys, Rose knew her big mouth could get them into trouble. So she was patient with Racetrack. She got used to selling papers all morning, eating lunch and then going with the guys back to the Lodging House to hang out or walk around the city by herself.
The guys realized Rose had some difficulties in the past and they were patient with her. But David wouldn't give up on Rose. Not yet. ( I love the Walkin' Mouth!)
***
"Race, we need to talk." Rose came in to the bunkroom. This generally translated to "You're in trouble."
Race sighed and tossed his newspaper on the floor. "What did I do now?"
"Well--" Rose paused, then sat down on the bed beside him. "It's not what you've done. It's what you havent done. I just--"
"Let me guess--Matthew, right?" They hadnt had this argument in a long time.
"Yeah....I know I said I'd be patient but--I cant spend the rest of my days waiting around here, doing dishes for Kloppman and selling papes with you. I cant spend my whole life hiding ("you're the only light that's--" ...okay I'll stop) from my past. When I find Matthew, my life really begins. I have a fresh start with a new life." Rose picked up his hands in hers. "Cant you see Race? Please.....I need to find him."
Race saw tears whelm up in her eyes, and wanted to make everything perfect for her.
"Okay Rose, you have a deal. There's a party at Medda's celebrating the anniversary of the strike in two weeks. And I promise you that Matthew will be there."
***
"Rosie?"
Rose smiled at the new nickname David had given her.
"Yes?"
-pause-
"Have you ever been kissed?"
Rose thought for a second, then started to walk towards a bench, David's hand in hers.
"Once."
David's shoulders sagged a little, but Rose didnt see. "Oh............Rose?"
"Yeah?"
"What was it like?"
She sat down on the bench and motioned for him to sit beside her.
"Not what I expected. It was from Erik, my abusive ex-boyfriend. He was so sweet to me in the beginning. And one time....he leaned down and kissed me, very gently, but it still mattered to me." Rose shook her head, "If only I had known what I know now I woulda......" Rose trailed off and tried once more to put her haunting past behind her. She turned to David. "But when he kissed me, I didnt feel the thrill everybody talks about. The thrill that tells you that that's the person--the one you've waited your whole life for. I think when you get kissed,it should be special---with someone you love more than anything. Especially if it's your first kiss."
David gazed back at her, trying to understand the passion and hope he saw deep in those crystal blue eyes.
Rose leaned over and kissed David, very gently, and in those few moments, they both felt the same thrill--the one that told them they had been waiting for each other all their lives.
***
I WROTE THAT?? I dont believe it!! How did I manage to pull off that whole love scene?!? You know--they're so believeable I think I'm gonna cry (doncha just love these mushy love stories?? I sure do)
The guys realized Rose had some difficulties in the past and they were patient with her. But David wouldn't give up on Rose. Not yet. ( I love the Walkin' Mouth!)
***
"Race, we need to talk." Rose came in to the bunkroom. This generally translated to "You're in trouble."
Race sighed and tossed his newspaper on the floor. "What did I do now?"
"Well--" Rose paused, then sat down on the bed beside him. "It's not what you've done. It's what you havent done. I just--"
"Let me guess--Matthew, right?" They hadnt had this argument in a long time.
"Yeah....I know I said I'd be patient but--I cant spend the rest of my days waiting around here, doing dishes for Kloppman and selling papes with you. I cant spend my whole life hiding ("you're the only light that's--" ...okay I'll stop) from my past. When I find Matthew, my life really begins. I have a fresh start with a new life." Rose picked up his hands in hers. "Cant you see Race? Please.....I need to find him."
Race saw tears whelm up in her eyes, and wanted to make everything perfect for her.
"Okay Rose, you have a deal. There's a party at Medda's celebrating the anniversary of the strike in two weeks. And I promise you that Matthew will be there."
***
"Rosie?"
Rose smiled at the new nickname David had given her.
"Yes?"
-pause-
"Have you ever been kissed?"
Rose thought for a second, then started to walk towards a bench, David's hand in hers.
"Once."
David's shoulders sagged a little, but Rose didnt see. "Oh............Rose?"
"Yeah?"
"What was it like?"
She sat down on the bench and motioned for him to sit beside her.
"Not what I expected. It was from Erik, my abusive ex-boyfriend. He was so sweet to me in the beginning. And one time....he leaned down and kissed me, very gently, but it still mattered to me." Rose shook her head, "If only I had known what I know now I woulda......" Rose trailed off and tried once more to put her haunting past behind her. She turned to David. "But when he kissed me, I didnt feel the thrill everybody talks about. The thrill that tells you that that's the person--the one you've waited your whole life for. I think when you get kissed,it should be special---with someone you love more than anything. Especially if it's your first kiss."
David gazed back at her, trying to understand the passion and hope he saw deep in those crystal blue eyes.
Rose leaned over and kissed David, very gently, and in those few moments, they both felt the same thrill--the one that told them they had been waiting for each other all their lives.
***
I WROTE THAT?? I dont believe it!! How did I manage to pull off that whole love scene?!? You know--they're so believeable I think I'm gonna cry (doncha just love these mushy love stories?? I sure do)