Chapter 82

"You brat, did you talk about me behind my back again on the way here?" Rose shot Tom a pretend glare before taking my hand in hers. She gave me a thorough once-over, her eyes sparkling with approval and her smile so wide it curved her eyes into crescents. "You're Gracie, right?" I nodded quickly. Rose patted my hand gently, her expression turning heartfelt. "You saved my life last time. If it weren't for you, this old bag of bones might not have made it. Afterward, I told Tom to go find you so that I could thank you in person, but he kept saying he didn't have time." Then, with a glance at Tom, her lips pursed in mock annoyance. "And what did he do instead? This rascal enlisted in the army! Before I knew it, three whole years had gone by. It wasn't until a few days ago that he finally admitted he wanted to bring you over…" I hadn't realized Rose had tried to track me down after what happened. Thinking back, it made sense why Tom had gone out of his way to look out for me