Helga shrugged as she watched Henrietta flip through the page. Her book was one was one of the things she was most proud of, even if it had only been seen by her eyes before handing it over to Henrietta. However, the moment Henrietta brought up her brother, Helga reached over and closed the book onto Henrietta's hand.
"I don't think he's there yet," she said, though she honestly couldn't remember if he was or not. It had been a long time since she'd seen any of the brothers Cartwright, and Holden was far too young to be an appropriate suitor. "But what I can tell you are which suitors you might find happiness with. You need only tell me what kind of man you hope to marry!" (Even if she already had a working idea of what kind of man Henrietta ought to marry.)
"I don't think he's there yet," she said, though she honestly couldn't remember if he was or not. It had been a long time since she'd seen any of the brothers Cartwright, and Holden was far too young to be an appropriate suitor. "But what I can tell you are which suitors you might find happiness with. You need only tell me what kind of man you hope to marry!" (Even if she already had a working idea of what kind of man Henrietta ought to marry.)
— set by MJ! <3 —