“Well, I’ll talk to her aunt if you can give me her number, and we’ll see if we can let you two meet somehow tomorrow.”
I nodded as my dad pulled into the driveway.

As soon as I got in the house, I rushed to the phone. I dialed Rose’s cell and she picked up almost instantly.
“Hello?”
She sounded almost out of breath.
“Hey sweetie, what’re you doing?”
“Just swimming.”
“Oh ok, so you’re at your aunt’s now?”
“Yup.”
I smiled, imagining her in her bathing suit.
“Sweetie?”
“Hmm?”
“Since you’re swimming, I think I’ll play some piano.”
She groaned, “Are you gonna hang up on me?”
I laughed at her utter silliness, “Of course not! You can listen to me.”
“Ok, but I think I’ll just listen instead of swim.”
I mmmed in reply as I sat down on the piano bench. I lifted the key cover and began playing a soft song my mom had taught me when I was young.
“Wow, you’re really good.” She said when I’d finished.
I smiled in content, “Thanks, sweetie.”