"And you're a pretty girl, Penny. Of course they'd wish to dance with you. But not even just for our birthday. That last party Mother had, a few months ago? They were lining up to dance with you!" At least, that was how it had seemed to Gen.
"You don't have to be sorry for anything, Penny," she insisted, shaking her head. "I- I wish I'd realized- I don't know. I'm sorry I didn't notice. Or maybe I did, but I was so wrapped up in everything with me that I- that I didn't say anything." She bit her lower lip. "When- how long have you been going into town?"