"Maybe that's something we can write when we're old and gray. A book about men to help the young witches." Rose looked hopeful but doubted they would know any more after a lifetime of trying to understand the male of the species.
The way Orla looked so shocked made Rose giggle. "Yes, we went out. I'm teasing you. It was lovely. He's really a romantic at heart. To say I was surprised would be a huge understatement." She ducked her head, feeling a bit guilty for the other witches that weren't so fortunate. "I got lucky."