“..."Wouldn't you rather be off with some fellow who can take you to meet his parents, give you a ring someday?" "No." Mab seemed to love being married, and clearly Osla wanted to be, but Beth didn't feel that tug. She'd just got out of a household that felt like a prison; the thought of starting things up with a man who might trap her in another household someday made her want to scratch and howl.”