Love, Rosie (253 page)

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School
Night
Courses

Alex:

Rosie:

Alex:

Very
impressive
Rosie,
the
Grand
Tower
Hotel?
Sounds
very
presti-

gious
indeed.

Oooh
I
know!
That’s
what
I
thought!
I’m
not
familiar
with
the

hotel
though
are
you?

Oh
you’re
asking
the
wrong
person
Rosie.
Every
time
I’m
back
in

Dublin
some
new
building,
office
block,
or
apartment
block
has

popped
up
where
there
was
nothing.
I
don’t
no
where
anything
is

anymore.
You
should
go
down
and
take
a
look
yourself.

Rosie:

No!
I
couldn’t
do
that!
What
if
they
caught
me
snooping
around

and
then
I
arrived
the
next
day
claiming
to
be
the
manager.
They’ll

think
I’m
a
freak.

Alex:

Rosie:

Alex:

A
freak?
No.
Interested
and
eager?
Yes.

Nobody
likes
an
eager
beaver
Alex.
After
we
hung
up
the
other

night,
I
was
thinking
and
do
you
know
you’re
losing
your
accent?

Rosie
I
have
been
here
20
years.
I’ve
spent
more
years
here
than
in

Ireland.
My
kids
are
American;
I
have
to
keep
up
with
the
lingo!

(Irish
expression
added
entirely
for
you.)
Of
course
I’m
going
to

lose
an
accent.

Rosie:

Alex:

Rosie:

Alex:

Well
you’re
not
so
much
losing
an
accent
as
gaining
an
accent.
Any-

way
20
years
.
.
.
how
did
that
happen?

I
no,
time
flies
when
you’re
having
fun.

If
you
call
the
last
20
years
fun,
then
I
don’t
want
to
know
how
fast

time
goes
by
when
you’re
really
enjoying
yourself.

It
hasn’t
been
so
bad
for
you,
has
it
Rosie?

love,
rosie

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Rosie:

Alex:

Rosie:

Alex:

Rosie:

Define
bad.

Oh
come
on
.
.
.

No
it
hasn’t
but
I
wouldn’t
complain
if
it
became
a
whole
lot
better.

Well,
none
of
us
would
.
.
.
the
job
must
be
exciting
for
you.

It
really,
really
is.
I
feel
like
a
kid
on
Christmas
Eve!
I
haven’t
felt

like
that
for
a
long,
long
time.
I
know
the
job
is
temporary
and
that

I’m
only
in
training
but
I’ve
waited
a
long
time
for
this
opportunity.

Alex:

Rosie:

Alex:

You’ve
waited
too
long
for
it.
I
of
all
people
no
how
much
you’ve

wanted
this.
I
used
to
hate
it
when
you
made
me
play
Hotel.

Ha
ha,
I
remember
that.
I
was
always
the
person
in
charge
and
you

had
to
be
the
customer!

I
hated
being
the
customer
because
you
would
never
leave
me
alone.

You
kept
fluffing
my
pillows
and
lifting
my
feet
up
on
stools
for
the