Scandals in Savannah

by Harper Lin

  “What do people call you now, Franny?” he asked.

  “Fran, Francesca.” I shrugged. “Mostly Francesca in New York, mostly Fran here. Just depends on who’s doing the calling.”

  “I see,” he said.

  “Everyone calls you Matt now, huh?”

  “Yup… but you can still call me Matty if you want.”

  I smiled. “We’ll see. We’re not five years old anymore. But you’re welcome to keep calling me Franny.”

  “Will do, Franny,” he replied.

  I chuckled softly. “I guess I’d better get going then.”

  “All right. I’ll see you.”

  “See you.”

  Matty walked me to the door. I headed off to my house and my bed, which I knew I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep in because of thoughts of my mother and Mr. Cardosi.

  Cappuccinos, Cupcakes, and a Corpse is available everywhere.