Rose was not surprised when she was skipped for lunch—at least they brought her breakfast. The day before, she had only had lunch and dinner, but the two meals were mostly enough to make up for the rest of the day.
Dinner was especially better and Rose knew without a doubt that Edna was behind her last night's dinner. The difference between that and the breakfast was enough for her to know.
In her bid to pass the time, she had played some flute, hoping that since it was daytime, the sound might not carry too far. She played softly at first, but soon enough she got lost in the melody. Rose played until she was tired, taking advantage of the fact that no one came to stop her. It was only when her throat started to hurt that she stopped playing.
