Molly smiled a happy little smile. “A home should be a comfortable place – somewhere to go and be still and quiet or loud and laughing and maybe see the people you care about.” In that regard, the pub wasn’t entirely unlike home. She enjoyed the time she spent here.
“No, they really wouldn’t. I haven’t actually ever been able to figure out what good being dainty does. It’s pretty and all, but it doesn’t seem to serve any real purpose.” Except for husband-snatching. It seemed to do that just fine. What the women intended to do once they’d caught their men, however, was beyond Molly.