Rose woke up and went down to the theater like she usually did. On her way she met up with Marissa.
"Hey Rose," she said.
"Hi. Hey wait, you are usually early." Rose said.
"I know but I felt like sleeping in. It felt good actually." Marissa replied. The two continued down the street and Rose didn't know if she wanted to tell Marissa about her dream or not, finally she did.
"I had a dream," Rose said.
"Really was your lost love in it?" Marissa asked smiling. She was always interested in Jack so it wasn't like she could read her mind.
"Yes," Rose answered.
"Oh really, tell me about it!" Marissa exclaimed.
"I saw him at the docks and I talked with him a little bit." Rose said that was all she could say.
"Oh okay," Marissa replied and they walked on. Finally they arrived at the theater.
"Alright today is try out day!" Mr. Sweedler announced. Rose tried out for Norah as what Marissa wanted her to do.
"Hey Rose, I think you should be Norah, you had a good audition." Mr. Sweedler said afterwards.
"What! Why Rose," Elizabeth said shocked.
"Well, It's not official yet Elizabeth. I still need to think about it." Mr. Sweedler replied. Elizabeth was really angry at Rose. Suddenly Elizabeth took Rose and threw her against the wall.
"Why are you ruining my life?" Elizabeth yelled. Mr. Sweedler was about to say something but Elizabeth went right into the woman's rest room. Everyone came running to Rose.
"Rose, are you alright!" Marissa cried. Rose nodded her head.
"You know I should fire Elizabeth for doing that, drama is all about team work." Mr. Sweedler said. Then Rose started to change.
"Well you know what, I quit." Rose replied and she went out the side door. She then decided to head for home until a young girl around 6 or 7 years old stopped her.
"Hey, miss! I'm trying to save up money for my self so I can go to art school or get a new home later on." She said.
"I'm selling my drawings," she added.
"Oh, I'm sorry I'm not really interested but I'll look at your drawings, I love art." Rose said. She had always loved art as a child and admired Jack's work. Jack was a great artist and she loved looking at his pastel drawings. The girl had a sketch book just like Jack did and she opened it up. Rose looked in. She saw a woman standing at an edge of a dock looking onto the water, then a boy holding his dog, and a man smoking a cigar. The drawings were very good and she knew straight up that this girl was a talented artist.
"Where did you get so much talent?" Rose teased the girl.
"I don't know." The girl said giggling.
"Hey, what's your name?" Rose asked.
"Fiona," the girl said. The two continued talking about her work.
"So do you have any parents out there?" Rose asked.
"No, my parents are dead." Fiona said.
"I don't even have a last name," she added.
"Oh," Rose replied.
"Well, I got to go cook my dinner," Fiona said and she started walking into one of the allies.
"No, how about I fix you some dinner and you can stay with me for awhile." Rose said.
"Okay," Fiona said smiling. It was probably great for her since she didn't have to cook for herself and sleep in the cold for once.
