By the next weekend, Rose had a bed, a nightstand, and dresser. Goodwill delivered everything, so Rose didn’t have to stress about that. Her new bedroom—her very own bedroom-- was quickly taking shape. Rose had stashed away as much money as possible to be able to afford furniture, sheets, and food for when she was able to be on her own. The sleeping bag had been gifted to her by the shelter.
herRose felt everything was falling into place. She wasn’t far from her employment, so she only had to take one bus to work. She and Abby were getting along just fine, especially considering they really didn’t know each other very well. Their eating times and bedtime routines seemed to coincide well, too. Rose thought Abby was going out of her way to make her comfortable and feel welcome. Her efforts
