Saving Graces (Grace Notes, #3)

by Ruby Landers

A week later, Rosalie returned home from an evening hanging out with Savannah. Savannah had brought up Hannah’s name at least three times in the conversation. Hannah had seen Le Tigre live twice. Hannah was studying art history. Hannah had her tongue pierced. “Hannah sounds obnoxious,” Rosalie snapped eventually and Savannah’s head shot up, opening her mouth to snap back. Then all of a sudden, she smirked instead and chucked Rosalie under her chin like she was a cat. “I will literally always love you more,” she said, her eyes both steady and amused. Rosalie huffed. But it was hard to be mad at her after that.

“She’s cute or whatever,” she sighed, “but I don’t know that I trust her.” “Don’t worry,” Rosalie told her with a huge grin, “I’ll always love you more.” Savannah shot her a fond exasperated look and Rosalie quickly added

“Rosie,” she said, almost under her breath, as if Cole were lurking outside the door listening. “I will literally always love you more.”

One day, she was just gone. “I’m in Vermont,” she said when Rosalie finally managed to get her on the phone. “You don’t know anyone in Vermont,” Rosalie said. “I know,” she said. “That’s the whole point.”