Bess' mouth was dropped, open and ready to retort, but her mind had not caught up with his words. Her face contorted into one of confusion, and she dropped her hands. What Drystan was saying didn't make sense. Penny had said---she had a job, she...
Her hands stayed limp at her side, all of her steam being lost. Had Penny let her keep this secret from Drystan but had been lying about it all? Was Spinnet really just a fling, did she...Bess had no idea what to think, and she felt remarkably foolish for it. She had been trying to be a supportive sister-in-law, and instead had hurt her husband in the process. Bess had no idea how she could have gone from finding Drystan's over reaction ridiculous to feeling completely ashamed of herself in a matter of seconds, but the ice cold reality of the situation had drowned her anger.
"She's not working?" Bess asked softly, unable to catch her husband's eye. What an idiot she felt like. What an idiot. "What did---why...did she say why? What---" Her eyes darting to the smashed chair on the ground started to help her blood heat up again; what had Drystan done to her when he found out that Penny was nowhere to be found? "What did you say to her?"
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