Rose-Colored Glasses by Megan Fatheree

Author:Megan Fatheree
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2014-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

Friday was too long in coming, in Rosie's opinion. Since she no longer had a job to keep her distracted, time ticked by too slowly. She had spent most of the week digging deeper into her father's disappearance. Everything had culminated at a dead end. As usual.

As she lightly brushed some color onto her lips, she thought about what William Mason had said. That she was in over her head. Cryptic words, to be sure, and it bothered her that she had no idea what they meant. After so long searching for her father, she had thought that maybe she might have more clues than she did.

Rosie shrugged off as much negativity as she could and put away her makeup container. She made her way back to her kitchen, where she had left her phone on the charger. She reached to pick it up...

And retracted her hand.

She had lined the corner of the phone up with the corner of the counter when she had laid it there to charge. Now it was at a forty-five degree angle. Someone had touched it, and it certainly hadn't been her. She needed to leave.

Rosie snatched up the phone and dashed to her car. She barely remembered to grab a jacket on her way out. Once she had pulled down the road, it became a little bit easier to breathe. Hopefully she had left her mystery stalker behind.

Rosie wished she didn't remember things as vividly as she always had. It just made life terrifying and a whole lot harder than it should be. If she didn't have such a great memory, she probably wouldn't have noticed that someone had been in her house, looking at her phone. If she could only forget.

She forced herself to concentrate on the task at hand as she steered toward the middle of the city. She and Quinn had agreed to meet at a restaurant that was in a central location between her house and his work. She hoped it had been a good decision.

Rosie was still second-guessing herself as she parked on the seventh level of one of the city's many parking garages. It wasn't the very top level, but it was close.

She took the elevator down to the main floor. All the dates she had ever been on replayed in her mind as she rode in the small metal car. Many of those dates had begun much like the one she was about to embark on. Most of them had ended badly. She honestly hoped that this date didn't end the same way as the others.

Rosie allowed herself to lean her head back against the elevator wall. Her eyes slid closed and she remembered all the times she had been shunned or tossed aside. Because she wasn't good enough. Because she wasn't what they were looking for. Because she was a freak.

Her eyes opened again as the elevator dinged and the doors slid open. Every fiber of her being was telling her to turn tail and run, but her mind was pleading with her to stay.

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