Love, Rosie (46 page)

But
you
did
look
beautiful,
Rosie,
I
don’t
think
I’ve
ever
seen
you
in
a

dress
before
(not
since
you
were
Katie’s
age
anyway).
Well
I
suppose
I
would

have
seen
you
in
one
had
I
made
it
to
the
debs
all
those
years
ago.
God,
lis-

ten
to
me.
I
sound
like
an
old
man
reminiscing
on
years
gone
by!

Everyone
said
the
best
woman
speech
was
brilliant,
I
think
all
my
friends

have
a
crush
on
you.
And
no,
you
can’t
have
their
phone
numbers.
By
the

way
Rosie,
you
were
my
best
woman
that
day
and
you
still
are
my
best

friend.
Always
will
be.
Just
to
let
you
no.

Married
life
is
going
well
so
far.
We’ve
only
been
married
ten
days
so

we’ve
only
had
let’s
see
.
.
.
ten
fights.
I’m
sure
somebody
told
me
that
was

healthy
in
a
relationship
.
.
.
I’m
not
worried.
The
place
we’re
staying
in
is

fabulous,
which
I’m
glad
about
because
it’s
costing
us
an
absolute
fortune.

We’re
staying
in
this
little
wooden
hut-type
place
that’s
built
on
stilts
high
up

over
the
water.
It’s
beautiful.
The
water
is
that
turquoise
green
color
that
you

can
see
through
right
down
to
the
multicolored
fish
below.
It’s
paradise;
you

would
love
it.
Now,
this
is
the
hotel
you
should
work
at
Rosie.
Imagine
your

office
being
the
beach
.
.
.

I
would
just
love
to
laze
on
the
beach
and
drink
cocktails
all
day,
to
be

honest,
but
Sally
always
has
to
be
doing
something
so
every
second
I’m
being

dragged
into
the
sea
or
I
find
myself
flying
in
the
sky
hanging
out
of
some

odd
contraption.
I
wouldn’t
be
surprised
if
she
decides
to
eat
our
lunch
while

scuba-diving.

Anyway
I
bought
you
and
Katie
presents
so
I
hope
they
arrived
to
your

house
safely
and
that
they
weren’t
crushed
in
the
post.
They’re
supposed
to

love,
rosie

75

be
a
kind
of
a
good
luck
charm
over
here
but
I
no
you
always
loved
collect-

ing
shells
on
the
beach
when
we
were
kids
so
now
you
can
wear
the
prettiest

ones
around
your
neck.

Well
I
better
go,
apparently
people
aren’t
even
supposed
to
send
post-

cards
while
they’re
on
their
honeymoon,
never
mind
writing
novels
for
letters

(according
to
Sally—so
I
must
go).
I
think
she
wants
to
do
something
crazy

like
be
dragged
around
on
water
skis
by
a
dolphin.

God
help
me,
what
have
I
gotten
myself
into?!!