Rose had not expected the kisses, but she did not move away. Was she supposed to feel something? It wasn't like with Henry. She pushed that thought away. She had asked herself whether she should tell him, but she had decided not to. It would never need to come up. Rose forced a smile and gave Andrew a playful push. "The nerve!" she joked.

"We're early. Let's walk a little." And even if she did get back late, Rose felt a whole lot less afraid of Mr. Meijer now that she had the promise of a ring on her finger.