Rose cleared up the dishes after dinner was over. As much as she would like to wash the dishes tonight, all she wanted to do was get some sleep. She went to get her bed from her room, which was really just a little hay under a piece of cloth.
She didn't sleep in that room during winter as it was too cold. She slept in the same room as her parents close to the fireplace. Rose yawned as she sat down on the bench with her father. Her bed was already made out and she would just spend some time with them before she fell asleep.
Darkness was upon them, it was past evening when she headed out to the Olivers' residence and the sun was setting when she returned home. Rose winced at this thought. There was a time she thought her surname would change to Oliver. Now, that was nothing more than a dream that would never happen.
Her mother was sleeping again, and the two of them just sat on the bench watching her. Rose leaned against her father as she tried to suppress a yawn.
