"Perhaps the fact that I am recently widowed will earn my some sympathy," Pansy said, taking the cup from Jonquil before her youngest could play her favourite game of 'throw things on the floor and make someone pick them up'. "No one is taking my girls away from me. No one."
"You mean I am not allowed to speak my mind or visit with my friends? Are Daphne and I allowed to go shopping or will we get arrested for that?"