“I’m not trying to complain, and I am grateful,” Molly didn’t pause to consider how term ‘grateful’ would be interpreted. Theo and Bran had taken her in. It was a natural response. “But it is different. Not bad, just, I know I don’t always know things I should.”
Molly took the offered comb. “I think I can manage.” It wasn’t said with an ounce of attitude. It really was a matter of managing. She knew how to brush her hair, but maybe there was some super-secret way women did it that she didn’t know. The scrutiny was unnerving. Starting at the ends, Molly carefully picked out any tangles that had gathered since the morning.