Abilene chuckled softly at Rose's words and nodded absentmindedly at her explanation. "That sounds like Providence to me," she teased after a beat and wiggled her eyebrows- how unladylike -at her childhood friend. "And I am glad for you to have him," she added, truly meaning it despite the new weight on her heart. "Alas, my luck with Providence has been of the unpleasant kind, though I still hold out hope for some good or even halfway-decent fellow to come along and sweep me off my feet." Her tone was joking, but she meant her wish.