The Complex Art of Rosie

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e even a little slow but she is a good pers

er gaze away from her hands. She didn't have

although he knew Rosie could still hear them talking about her. Rosie was used to hearing people talk about

s a little... odd. I can assure you she means no harm nor has she done anything wrong." Tamara tried to convince the offi

eyes, eyeing down Rosie

trying to bite back the ch

officer turning into a glare. "I told

seeming convinced. "What was she do

y, knowing Rosie wouldn't be able t

buying the story Tamara was selling him, alth

ong thing about Rosie, Tamara's fuse would blow. Anthony thought it'd be best to handle this situation himself. "Rosie does

The officer kept shifting his

glancing at Rosie from the corner of his eye. He could tell she wanted to be anyw

inally exhaled deeply and turned to look at Anthony and Tamara again. "My nie

t before she could, Anthony placed

e, officer." Anthony

ed curtly before turn

at the back of the officer's head as he walked

d her head, exhaling slowly as she watched the officer get into his poli

d together as he looked at Rosie, wo

response, not looking at him.

y caught up to her cousin. "You don't have to

ar. The car ride was mostly quiet. The radio played music, the volume low. Tamara and Anthony sat in the front, quietly speaking in tones so hushed that Rosie couldn't he

, sighing softly when he saw the tired and sad look

time she had to explain Rosie to someone else. "I don't

unusual and Tamara was the only person she really had. He didn't know Rosie well, nobody did, but Anthony felt sorry for her.

her bag and headed out of the car before Anthony could even put the car in park. She murm

her best friend. "I know it's complicated but if you h

g Tamara softly. "She's

hat she even thought it, but sometimes it was difficult and exhausting having to look

wanted the opposite. Rosie would much rather be lef

of the car and catching up to Rosie, the two of t

nto Rosie's room. Rosie was sitting at her desk with her sketchbook out

faintly. "Good

er sketchbook, or stop her

ig