<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f1/DelilahWhateley.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Dolores Whateley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200832.msg9811695#msg9811695)<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Whateley (Rank 3)<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 11th<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jail<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Ginny, Bilton, OPEN<br/><hr/>Dolores grinned broadly as she spotted her beautiful niece sauntering toward her but her pleasure dimmed slightly as Nash Bilton came into view.  The mean man shouldn't be anywhere near her darling niece.  Still, it was better than the really bad man – Townsend.  “Darling!”  She gushed, pressed close to the bars of her cell.  “I'm so glad you could come!  Let me look at you.”  Her gaze took in Ginny slowly, starting at her feet and drifting upward.  “Oh, you are just so pretty!”<br/><br/>Her smile grew again as the mean Sheriff unlocked the cell to allow her niece to come in.  As soon as the other woman stepped into the cell, Dolores threw her thin arms around Ginny, her doll still clutched in a hand.  “Oh, I am so glad to see you!”  She pulled back and wrinkled her nose.  “Being in trouble is no fun.  The mean men yell at me and call me bad names.”  She informed her niece but shook her head.  “That doesn't matter now though!  You're here!”<br/><br/>She took Ginny's hand, still bubbling at the presence of a relative.  “It's not overly comfortable but let's sit!”  She pulled at Ginny, trying to get the other woman to follow her to the bench.  “I have my own room now because the other people didn't want to be my friend.”  She frowned as she spoke.  “I don't know why none of them wanted to play or sing or tell me stories.  I was nothing but nice like Grandma taught me!”