Love, Rosie (105 page)

throb
with
excitement.

The
sound
of
laughter
is
in
the
air,
people
are
full
of
smiles,
there’s
a

bounce
in
their
step.
The
veranda
of
the
hotel
is
busy
with
people
taking

drinks
out
in
the
sun.
Long
Island
iced
teas,
gin
and
tonics,
tangy
orange

with
crushed
ice,
lime
green
concoctions,
fruity
cocktails,
and
bowls
of
ice

cream.
Layers
of
clothes
are
being
discarded
and
hung
on
the
backs
of

chairs.

Cleaning
ladies
hum
softly
to
themselves
and
smile
while
polishing
the

brass,
feeling
the
sun’s
rays
streaming
down
on
their
faces.
Days
like
this

don’t
come
often
and
you
can
tell
everyone
wishes
they
did.

And
I
sit
here
and
think
of
you.
I
send
you
my
love.

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Alex

Rosie

Happy!

You
sounded
happy!
I’ve
just
returned
from
a
weekend
with
Josh.
He’s
a

feisty
little
thing
now
Rosie,
he’s
running
around
trying
to
grab
anything
and

everything
from
left,
right,
and
center.
I
was
almost
afraid
to
blink
in
case

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rosie

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the
room
came
crashing
down
around
me.
But
he’s
in
great
form
and
I
feel
so

happy
and
rejuvenated
after
the
weekend.
Seeing
him
always
lights
me
up,
a

switch
is
flicked
somewhere
in
my
body.
I
could
watch
him
forever.
Watch

how
he
learns,
how
he
teaches
himself,
how
he
eventually
finds
a
way
to
do

things
without
help
from
anyone.
Josh
takes
chances;
he’s
braver
than
I
am.

He
always
takes
that
extra
step
when
he
nos
he
shouldn’t.
He
does
it
anyway

and
he
learns.
I
think
we
adults
have
a
lot
to
learn
from
that.
Perhaps
to
not

be
so
afraid
and
oversensible
about
reaching
for
goals.

So
I
am
taking
Josh’s
advice.
A
surgeon
whose
work
I
greatly
admire
is

giving
a
talk
during
the
week.
It’s
a
few
days
of
seminars
about
a
new
heart

procedure
he
has
developed.
I’m
going
to
try
and
meet
him,
along
with
the

other
thousand
or
so
wannabe
heart
surgeons
who
will
be
there.
Rumor
has

it
he’s
from
Ireland
and
has
moved
over
here
to
develop
his
studies
further.

Cross
your
fingers
and
pray
for
a
miracle.

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Alex

Mysterious
meeting

I
have
a
mysterious
meeting
with
Bill,
my
boss,
next
week.
I
have
no

idea
what
it’s
about,
but
I’m
quite
nervous
about
it.
He
flew
over
yesterday
in

a
not
so
good
mood
and
has
had
a
series
of
secret
meetings
all
day.
Lots
of