The promise of good Asian barbecue had been enough to lure Rose out and be sociable, though she made absolutely no promise to sing. Back from Providence, she was again back in her favored outfit of cowboy boots, jeans, a plaid shirt, leather jacket, and her cowboy hat. What could she say? She was her daddy's girl.
She applauded for Gretchen, letting out a couple of whoops and whistles.
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