Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"You're so handsome, I'm totally smitten, let's give it a shot, be my boyfriend..."

"Wow, aren't you the bold one," Roseanne laughed.

"My biggest virtue is my courage to dream big and act on it."

"Yeah? Maybe just stick to dreaming for now," Roseanne teased.

Corley, seemingly oblivious to her subtle rejection, grinned, "Dream first, then do."

"Not everything can be done," she said, dampening his spirits a bit.

"No worries. You gotta try, right? No regrets. Who knows? Maybe it'll happen."

Roseanne didn't respond.

At the staircase, Corley stopped, "This is you."

"Thanks."

if you need anything. Anytime. I'll

"Sure."

humoring me again. You're thinking, 'Sure, I'll say yes now, but when push comes to

at the

me if you need

"Head up then."

watched her ascend the stairs until her room light flicked on, then

...

taken care of. With Murray away and no one to berate her, she

and even gained a bit of

hand, slaved away, tolerating

Beverley looked visibly worn. Her struggles with insomnia, exacerbated by Millie's unpredictable demands, left her frazzled.

luxuriously, shopping without a care, unaware of the concept of restraint. Fed up, Beverley left Millie in the

enjoy yourself, are you living up to your duties? What