Rosalind looked at her sisters and sighed. She was used to them being unreasonable.
"You didn't even ask if I was available to meet guests," she replied in a flat voice, not wanting to argue.
Beatrice and Bridget exchanged a glance. They hadn't told her because they knew she would refuse to meet their guests. But now that she had gone out, their plan to pressure her had failed.
"Then, would you be available to meet them tomorrow? They are our good friends. You don't have any close friends anyway," Bridget said, a bit impatient. She hated that such a good marriage had fallen into the hand of Rosalind.
"No," Rosalind said. She didn't want to meet anyone; especially her sisters' friends. They had never cared to meet her before, so she wasn't ready to entertain fair-weather friends.
