Molly took comfort in Bridget’s assessment of the situation. And Captain Vine had seemed happy to run the errand for her. But still. She should have behaved better. You just didn’t go around asking favors of the first pub patron who caught your eye. That kind of behavior earns a girl a reputation – not that Molly was going to say anything about that to Bridget!
“I just – I wish he’d come back and let me know if he’d sent it. I mean, I’m certain he did if he could because he promised me he would. But anything could have happened to the letter between here and Sweetwater. For all I know, ferocious letter-devouring dogs stalk the forests there.” Molly’s eyes grew wide in mock-terror. “Maybe Captain Vine had to choose between the letter and his own safety! And it’s all my fault!” Alright, Molly was teasing, but the fanciful idea was fun. Being serious for this long was too costly.