Matthias
Watching Rose experience the Big Apple was incredible. Her delight was my delight. She was like a small child, immensely pleased by everything. All the little things I had long since forgotten and taken for granted were all new and wonderful to Rose. She wandered wide eyed through the Macy’s department store, as though she had never been in a store before.
“Of course I’ve been in a department store,” Rose said, rolling her eyes at me, “But there is a big difference between Macy’s and Walmart.”
I smiled at her sassiness. “It looks like we want the 5th floor for dresses.”
“Okay, but I really don’t need another dress. I brought the blue dress from home.”
“You look incredible in the blue dress,” I said sincerely, “But this is a very special occasion. It deserves a new dr
