Molly hastily pulled herself back together. She was being ridiculous. It was just - Bridget was really lucky. She had all these people around to care for her. Molly was glad. They should have each other. And the fact that they didn't leave Molly out either touched her.
She ran a hand over her hair to feel it. It was smooth now that it had been brushed. The bumps of the braid were well-spaced and even. Molly looked up when Abby returned with the string.