Rose's Point of View
"So I basically tried to bar-b-q you?" I half shrieked, half laughed.
Jackson and I were sitting outside of a wonderful Spanish restaurant overlooking the waterfront. The sun was slowly starting to sink down below the horizon, covering our surroundings with a gentle orange glow. The water reflected it's dying rays and sparkled like crystals along the surface. It made me feel warm and relaxed, as did the man in front of me. During the drive into town, Jackson had noticed I was squinting in the sunlight. The first thing he did when we stopped was buy me a pair of sunglasses, to shield my eyes. It was the sweetest gesture I'd ever experienced. They were, however, the most expensive thing I now owned.
Over the last few hours, I had been introduced to somethin
