I thought something terrible had happened.
Instead, she held out her left hand.
There was a ring on it.
I screamed.
She screamed.
Our mother screamed.
Then all three of us started laughing.
Ben had proposed at the little park where Rosie had always loved feeding ducks.
He had gotten down on one knee.
He had asked her the question.
And Rosie had said yes before he even finished.
Later, I teased him.
“You know she's going to make you watch the same movie twenty times, right?”
“I know.”
“She'll steal the blankets.”
“I know.”
“She'll want ice cream at midnight.”
“I know.”
“She cries when she loses at board games.”
“I definitely know.”
Rosie appeared behind us.
“I heard that!”
We laughed.
Those were some of the happiest years of my life.
But There Was Something Rosie Never Told Us
Ben folded the letter.
“She knew she was pregnant before she told everyone.”
