Rose’s POV
I spent most of my Sunday coming up with a new design for Penny’s birthday cake. It took me a while to land on something I felt was good enough for the event. Finally after coming up with something bigger and more the style of the evening. I emailed it over to Dean late in the evening and went to bed. I have work at the bakery in the morning. I lay down and drift off to sleep.
Dream
I walk into my house with my backpack on coming home from school. The house is quiet. I breathe a sigh of relief, maybe he’s out. I walk into the livingroom and see swirls of smoke drifting through the still air, I look around for the cigar expecting to find it in it’s usual spot, resting in between my father’s lips. I’m quiet as I search for the source of the smoke, but I don’t find it. There’s n
