I waved goodbye to Sean behind the front desk and walked through the front door. I felt my hands shaking as I dug through my purse, digging for my car keys. As soon as I unlocked my door, I slid inside, shut my doors, and let those tears fall for Rosie.
That call had really messed with me. I spent weeks having nightmares about that night, only in my horrors. I was watching it all happen. Seeing and couldn't do a thing to stop it.
It would have been easier. Easier on me if they hadn't shown the family pictures in the newspaper the next day. When I picked up that paper in my driveway before heading to work, I didn't think about their pictures about Rosie's picture being in that newspaper.
I had faces to names, and that haunted me. Rosie's face as she begged for my help.
I allowed myself
