"It sounds like she was worried about getting into trouble with her father," Roger dismissed Dorothy's story with a laugh.
"Something was wrong," Dorothy insisted, refusing to let the matter drop. "I don't know why I think so, but I do."
"Intuition?" Roger asked, and she gave him a look. "I'll see what I can find out, how's that?" he said hastily.
"Today?" she asked.
"I can ask around," he said. It wasn't like her to be this insistent, and he took it seriously. "Now tell me what she looked like again. Her father called her Molly?"