"If you didn't want to be treated as a child you shouldn't have been groping in my LIBRARY!" Lucinda snapped, voice once again reaching screechy proportions. It was bad enough that she had to deal with this -- although given the options, she'd rather it was her than either of their mothers -- but she was not going to deal with Elsie being self-satisfied about it either.
Her voice dropped in volume again. "And love - kissing in libraries, doing whatever else you've been doing - that's for children," Lucinda said. That she loved Wesley was a happy side effect of years of marriage; she had not been mistaken in what she was getting when she married him, and that was a secure future.
"What's your endgame here, hm? Where does it stop?"
Her voice dropped in volume again. "And love - kissing in libraries, doing whatever else you've been doing - that's for children," Lucinda said. That she loved Wesley was a happy side effect of years of marriage; she had not been mistaken in what she was getting when she married him, and that was a secure future.
"What's your endgame here, hm? Where does it stop?"