“The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.”
― Elie Wiesel
The next morning, Rose determinedly pulled out one of the new outfits she was almost positive Aunty Maria had bought for her. It seemed like her aunt’s choice of style. A dark blue short sundress with a splash of yellow flowers. She paired it with a pair of denim colored blue wedges. As she walked down the stairs, the smell of pancakes seemed to waft throughout the house. Aunty Maria was here making pancakes; Rose smiled.
Adjusting the straps of her backpack over her shoulders, Rose squared her shoulders and walked into the kitchen. Xavier was already
