Poughkeepsie, Ch. 62

Rose talking to Mouse in the back of the hearse was my undoing. I love the route you took with that, having her speak to him as you would kid around with a friend. I was trying to think back on whether she ever bantered with him like that in any other part of the story, or if it was how she wished she would have conversed with him in life. In another life, where there was no death or revenge or need to wrap a gentle soul in his own blanket to deliver him to his final stop.

I think we got to see so much of the real Rose in this chapter. Admiring Bella and protecting her. Soft Rose. Unguarded Rose.

This chapter singed my hope.