Molly fanned herself, holding the folded fabric of the fan near her face. Her eyes were slightly watery, but it was hard to tell from a distance.

Dutch and her had gotten into another arguement, this one ending particularly bitterly. It almost seemed they'd unofficially broken up, but who knows.

So, here she was. Sitting outside Shady Belle, completely out of her element.

Not able to watch this much longer, you got up and made your way over to her.