Molly beamed brighter than any beacon, any Christmas light and any headlights on a car driving in the dead of night. All she gave in response to Addie's comments were a bright smile and body standing tall and proud, hands on her hips gave the added effect.
After a moment Molly held her hand out to Addie, blue eyes gazing at her brown eyes curiously, "Would you like to play a game? Guests are choosing, not me. It isn't fair that I choose everything when people are nice enough to come."
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