Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

For Roseanne, that was a rare opportunity.

"If you're interested, you can take this back and have a look." He pulled out a flash drive and laid it before her, "It contains all the experiment details."

Roseanne looked up, her bright eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thanks, I'll give it some thought."

By ten o'clock, it was about time for Roseanne to head home.

Owen walked her to the door.

"I just live across the hallway. You don't have to walk me out," Roseanne said with a chuckle.

Yet, Owen glanced at her inadvertently exposed finger, gently reminding her, "You shouldn't keep that band-aid on for too long. Clean it with the iodine, and it's best to let it breathe."

Roseanne instinctively curled her index finger, "Thanks. I'll remember that."

Owen didn't say much more, just nodded slightly, then turned to pick up a small pot of pink succulents. "This is for you."

its chubby leaves that faded from green to pink, so adorable. "Really?

up. Consider it a thank you for that fish dinner you treated me

stars in the clear night sky,

a soft flutter in

...

Cliff had planned a visit to the hospital room early in the

say I don't look out for you. Guess what

up early to make this. Don't be fooled by its modest look. It's full of

York's smiling face, barely suppressing a smirk, wondering if York was

stomach-soothing oatmeal Roseanne used to make. Anything

it! It tastes weird! Where did you find this chef?

expressionless. "Then you

My chef's a big, tough guy, and he just doesn't match up to

Weet

Cliff coughed violently, trying