finding rose

there is a story of a girl and her mate, his true love. ever since this girl was born she got one single white rose every year on her birthday. the roses never die. her mate always watched over her. watched from the tree out side her window. now this girl is 17....waiting for her 18th rose which should come in 3 weeks. this is....finding rose. read this story to see what happens!!! SAMPLE: "max....?" my voice was strained, you could tell by just one look that I was In a fragile state. "rose....!" "it's....-it's..-it's no-" he tried to explain but then I cut in. "it's not what it looks like. that's what you were going to say. of corse that's what they all say.." I said that last part more to me than to him. one little soldier slipped past the dam leaving behind a warm wet sticky trail. "rose..."he tried to reach out and touch me but then I pulled back and shook my head not really understanding why he would do this to me. "do-don't t-touch me. " by now I was trembling and backing up biting my lip. "rose, please...let me..." he tried to explain. "don-don't t-..talk to m-me" the dam broke letting out all the betraying soldiers to flee. by now I was at the beginning of the hall way. I turned my back on max and ran. I ran out of there. I couldn't stand being in this house any more. I heard a soft " rose...come back!" by by then I was all ready up the stairs and reaching for the handle of the door. "goodbye max." I whispered choking back tears. I reached for the handle; and then i ran.