Sometimes, during Cubs, Patsy has to stop herself staring across the room at Delia. She glances around regularly during activities, just to make sure nobody is climbing the curtains, and she'll spot Delia at the other side of the hall.
She'll be helping one of the boys with his bowline knot, brow furrowed in concentration. Or making jokes to raise a smile as she bandages up a skinned knee. Or, eyes glinting with mischief, telling tales of her adventurous childhood that put the boasts of the older boys to shame.
Patsy's gaze lingers as she quietly, gently, falls in love with her all over again.