It took a moment for Molly to weigh her answer. This was the first chance she’d had in a long time to really talk to someone. She didn’t want to waste that opportunity. But she didn’t want Rena seeing her letter either. Not that she thought there was anything wrong with her family, but she knew there were more than a few people who wouldn’t understand. It would hurt too much to find out that Rena was one of them. Besides, maybe it was an offer made entirely out of courtesy – the kind she was meant to turn down. Considering the way Rena’s tone had changed when she’d made it, that was the likeliest case.
“I…” Molly fully intended to thank Rena for her offer but assure her that assistance wasn’t needed. Only, the words twisted in her mouth. Feeling horribly vulnerable, she looked back down at the table and dropped the volume of her voice. “Maybe?” She felt like she was 3 again – back before she’d learned that some people were trustworthy. “My dad’s really good at this stuff, so I could always get him to do it for me before.” Not ready to turn back to the work yet, Molly picked up her tea. She simply held it, letting the mug warm her hands.