Love, Rosie (155 page)

because
I
know
you’ll
say
no.

Rosie:

Ruby:

Rosie:

Ruby:

You’re
right.
But
how
on
earth
did
you
get
Gary
to
agree
to
go
to

dance
classes
with
you?
Did
you
threaten
his
life
or
something?!

Yes.

Oh.
Well
I
hope
he
enjoys
it.

Don’t
be
silly,
he’ll
hate
it
and
shout
at
me
for
weeks
but
at
least

he’ll
be
talking
to
me
again.
Alright
well
I
better
go;
I
have
to
buy

him
a
leotard
and
tights
on
my
lunch
break.
I
know
we
don’t
actu-

ally
have
to
wear
them
but
it
will
be
worth
it
just
to
see
the
look
on

his
face
when
I
pull
them
out
of
my
bag.

Rosie:

Ruby:

You
evil,
evil
woman.

Thank
you,
now
go
find
a
job.
In
a
hotel.
After
all
this
nonsense
in

your
life,
I
want
you
to
become
the
most
successful
hotel-worker

person
in
the
world.
No.
More.
Setbacks.
You
hear
me?

Rosie:

Alex,

OK,
here’s
the
truth.
I
love
you.
No,
more
than
that,
I
am
in
love
with

you.
Do
you
think
there’s
any
possibility
whatsoever
that
you
drop
your
suc-

cessful
career
in
Boston
and
role
of
fatherhood,
to
come
to
Dublin
to
live

with
me
and
Katie
in
my
parents’
house
happily
ever
after?

Dear
Alex,

When
will
you
stop
giving
me
the
silent
treatment?
You
must
understand

that
I
can’t
make
decisions
to
suit
myself.
I’ve
Katie
to
think
about
too.
It
is

important
for
her
to
get
to
know
Brian.
You
of
all
people
should
know
how

it
is
to
want
and
need
to
be
there
for
your
child.
Brian
has
finally
realized

that
he
wants
to
be
here
for
Katie.
It’s
better
late
than
never
as
you
always

say.
Some
things
are.

I
think
I’ve
stressed
my
apologies
more
than
enough
to
you
on
your

answering
machine
but
now
I’m
writing
to
thank
you.
To
thank
you
for

being
there
for
me
as
you
always
have
been
over
the
years.
For
making
all

Loud
and
Clear.

love,
rosie

239

those
arrangements
for
me
when
I
couldn’t
even
think
clearly.
That
week
my

world
was
turned
upside
down
and
everything
that
was
once
secure
and
solid

was
uprooted
and
came
toppling
down
on
me.
Let’s
not
allow
your
disap-

proval
of
my
decision
to
stay
to
affect
our
friendship.

Perhaps
sometime,
someday
we
can
be
reunited
in
the
way
we
planned

when
we
were
seven
years
old.
I’m
lucky
to
have
a
friend
like
you
Alex

Stewart;
you
really
are
my
moonbeam—guiding
the
way
for
me
all
the
time.