*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

Eve was leaning against the kitchen door with her arms crossed and a wicked grin on her face. It had been a while since I last saw her, and I almost forgot how pretty she was. She had light brown skin, honey-colored eyes, short brown hair, and a smile that would make anyone in the world jealous.

But her beauty was just a bonus for her. She was kind, funny, gentle, and a very good friend. I’d known her for a few years now, and we always got along. ...