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Bed of Rose's

Emmett POV

Life, I found, was much more difficult as young adults than it was when I was a child. I had no parents since I was a very young child. I had gone from orphanages to foster homes back to orphanages my whole life. Now I was too old to be in the system, so I was on my own.

I was lonely and hungry, living on the streets and getting by the best way that I could. I begged for money from people I didn't know. That was how I met my Rose.

She was called a scarlet woman by people. People, who would go to church, but left me in the street to go hungry. With no parents of my own, I never had a home. An eighteen year-old boy had to eat.

She found me outside one Sunday morning; I was begging money from a man I didn't know, and she took me in.

"So what's your name, sweetie?" she asked.

"Emmett McCarty," I answered quietly.

"So, tell me how it is that I found you begging for money out there in the street," she said.

"Well, I guess that's because I have no parents and no home to go to. I've been passed around from here to there; nobody ever wanted to keep me, and now I'm too old for the foster care system," I explained with my head hung low.

"I see. I'm sorry, honey, but that's just how life is sometimes. I didn't exactly intend to live the life I do either, but you got to do what you got to do to survive," she said, looking at me with her soft blue eyes.

"Yes ma'am, I guess we do," I replied.

"Well, Emmett, you can call me Rose; and welcome home, for as long as you want it," she said with a smile.

She took me in and wiped away my childhood; she was a woman of the streets, this lady Rose. It was then we formed a bond, me and Rose. It was a bond that would last a lifetime.

After she showed me how wonderful two people could be together, she left me almost speechless. "Wow, that was awesome, Rose. I have never felt those kinds of things before; thank you," I told her, not knowing what else to say.

That was the first time I had ever been with a woman. I think I fell in love with her then.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, honey," she replied with a smile.

I worked for her, and she took care of me in all the ways a man needed and could want. She made me happy, and I did my best to make her happy too.

This bed of Rose's that I lay on, where I was taught to be a man. This bed of Rose's, where I was living, was the only kind of life I understood.

She was a beautiful woman, just thirty-five; who was spoken to in town by very few. She managed a late evening's business, like most of the town wished they could do.

I didn't really understand how the people could treat her so badly. She was only doing what she had to, to survive.

I learned all the things that a man should know from a woman not approved of, I suppose.

We lived together a long time. She died knowing I really loved her; off of life's bramble bush, I picked a Rose.

Rose POV

The first time I saw young Emmett McCarty on the street, he was begging money from a man.

I saw how the man looked at him with disgust, and it angered me. These people who went to church and called themselves Christians, but would leave a young man in the street to beg and plead for food and money.

My heart went out to him, and I took him in. I could tell he had not had a good life. When he told me his story, my heart broke for him. I knew what he was missing and figured we could comfort each other.

I called him into my house. There he had stayed for many years, working and taking care of me; and I took care of him. When I got old, he stayed beside me; he loved me, even though my beauty and youth were gone. I couldn't have loved him more; I never regretted taking him in.

When it was time for me to go; I died knowing he truly loved me.

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