Ronan dodged the wee ones who were kicking some skull around as a ball, and slipped by the bachelor's room who were going in and out as usual. She felt James eyes on her, a fellow Irish man who had the hots for her for quite some time, all of which she cast aside, including his leering gaze after her arse. They had been in a number of fights since James arrival and currently it was two for two and a question as to who would instigate the next blow.
For once though the bonnie red head kept to herself, not one to care to start scenes in front of Alina after a good day such as this. Reaching the room they shared with the other families she noted Harold asleep and Martha knitting. The young married couple were probably kanoodling somewhere and as for the single woman who knew.
"Auntie I bet is at work still." She whispered. There was a basket of fake flowers the children had helped make earlier ready to be sold on the street.
