Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne had completely blanked out on that part of the night.

All she remembered was her dad, Norris, nudging her to see Owen off. And then...

Nothing.

When she woke up the next morning, snug in her bed and stretching lazily, she didn't feel a thing was amiss.

Madge, her stepmom, popped her head in with a warm cup of tea, "You up?"

Sitting up, Roseanne took the cup, sipped, and then heard Norris chime in-

"Let's see if you dare to sneak that much booze again! You were a wild one, listening to no one, acting all crazy."

Wild? Crazy? Roseanne's sipping paused abruptly.

Fragments of memories flickered through her mind, elusive as smoke.

She swallowed hard, her voice tentative, "Dad, what did I do last night?"

"Oh, what did you do? You don't remember?"

Roseanne shook her head frantically. She truly had no idea.

you ended up messing his hair up so

alright," Madge intervened, "no need to embarrass her further. Some of us are blushing like beetroot here! Off you go, let her digest this alone." With that, she ushered

One second.

Two seconds.

On the third-

erupted

There went her dignity!

look, barely holding

commented, "Girl's just like you, can't hold her

like you, loves

a look, "Asking for it,

his hands in

...

the family enjoyed their peaceful, happy life. Meanwhile, Beverley was

and her son making a scene, realizing no one was reining them in, they

were camping at the gates come rain or shine, even bringing stoots and

is it? Are those

room, Beverley clenched her teeth as she asked the maid who had just returned

still there. When Sadie and I went out, that man and woman glared at us, looking like they were about to pounce, scared

barge in. Causing trouble here