About an hour or so after Ms. Pankhurst's speech, Ada and I finally left for home. 

Ms. Pankhurst invited us to tea and dinner after the rally as a thankful and congratulations gift. She said that we did very wonderful and would adore seeing us say more speeches at her rallies in the future.

It was such an honor to have the chance to meet with her and speak of something you can't share with many people. If Ada and I had told our brothers we were suffragettes, we would be beaten and dragged with a rope around of necks from their horses.

Ada and I walked on the silent, chilly streets, arms linked together and singing Daughters of Freedom by George Cooper.

'Daughters of freedom arise in your might! March to the watchwords Justice and Right! Why will ye slumber? wake, O wake! Lo! on your legions light doth break!'

I couldn't help but smile at the way Ada's facial expressions changed as she jumped octaves in the song. 

'Sunder the fetters "custom" hath made! Come from the valley, hill and glade! Daughters of freedom, the truth marches on, Yield not the battle till ye have won! Heed not the "corner," day by day, Clouds of oppression roll away!'

We giggled as we rolled up to the front door of our home.

Through the window of the lounge, we could see our brothers anxiously waiting upon, what I guess to be, our arrival.

I looked at Ada and smirked.

"Daisy! Our sashes. They're still on." Ada shrieked cautiously, so the boys wouldn't hear us.

"Awe shite! Hurry! Give them to me! I'll give em' to Pol!" I grabbed Ada's sash and ran over to the tree in front of Polly's bedroom window.

"Help me up, eh?" I say quietly.

Ada grabbed my foot and boosted me on the closest tree branch. I climbed up the tree and looked through Pol's window. She was dressed in a night gown and clean of any makeup or hair products. She was sitting on a rocking chair next to her candle, knitting a child's scarf.

I knocked on her window and waved.

She looked up shocked, then smiled. Running to the window, she opened it and laughed.

"Daisy Caoimhe Murphy! What on earth are you doing up in a god damn tree, darling?"

"We need you to take these so the boys don't see em' when we walk in. They're in the lounge still! Probably waiting up for us." I giggle.

I handed them to Pol and she placed them under her bed.

She came back to the window and put her head in her hands.

"How was the rally? Did you girls blow them away with your remarkable speeches?" 

"Oh, it was quite spectacular! But we can go in more detail when I'm not hanging from a fucking tree and Ada isn't freezing her tits off!" I giggle and jump down.

"I'll be in the kitchen, fixing you girls some tea and bread!" Aunt Pol exclaimed.

"Ready to face the boys?" Ada giggled and hugged herself.

"No. But let's do it anyways!"

We walked to the door once again and opened it, after hitting our snowy shoes against the pavement.

Walking into the warm building, we were met with 4 pairs of angry eyes.

"Daisy, where the fuck have you been?!" Dean yelled.

"Why didn't you fucking listen to us when we told you not to go out?!" Arthur joined in with Dean. Both were on their feet, with tomato red faces, and hands clenched into a fist.

"We were out having a few drinks with a kind lady we met while taking a stroll in the park! It really is quite lovely there at this time of the evening." Ada said as I nod along.

"Yes. We had tea and salads. We also talked about political and social issues in the world. Ada and I were quite fascinated, really!" 

"Women talking about politics? Funny." John stated and chuckled.

I furrow my eyebrows and frown.

"Girls!" I turn my head to the direction of the voice. It was Aunt Pol and she was holding two cups of tea. "I made you two some tea. Why don't you come in and have a seat! You can tell me all about your trip to the park. I'll listen without a fuss."

She walked towards us eyeing the boys.

"Here, take these." She handed us the tea then took our hats off our heads and umbrellas from hands, placing them on the dining room table.

"Thank you Aunt Pol! What a nice welcome home!" Ada smiles.

"You really aren't going to be angry at them for staying out so late, Pol?" John shouted.

"Why should I? I trust them. Non like you boys."

"But they are women."

"And you are men. Last time I checked, men were much more immature, anyways." She smirked at us. "Now come along girls. Let's get you both washed up and ready for bed."

I sipped my tea and glared at Ada.

She was hiding a smile behind her cup.

I elbowed her and made her spill a wee bit of tea on her chest. She laughed loudly and tried to hold the tea she had in her mouth in.

"You bitch! That is bloody hot." She said after swallowing. She elbowed me back and made me spill my tea down my dress.

I giggled and looked at her trying to wipe off the tea from her dress.

"Yes Pol. Women are way more mature than men." Tommy rolled his eyes in disapproval.

Aunt Pol rolled her eyes and grabbed our arms.

"Let's get you children upstairs before you flood the whole house with tea."

We walked upstairs and to the bathing room.

Aunt Pol took the big bathing bin out and started to fill it with hot water.

"You both are taking a bath together so one bath isn't hotter than the other. It's only fair. You ladies have had a long day." 

Ada and I stripped of our suffocating gowns and climbed into the scorching tub.

Pol handed us both sponges and pulled up a chair next to us.

"Tell me all about it!" She whispered and smiled brightly.

"Oh Aunt Pol! It was amazing! First we met Ms. Pankhurst and I nearly died. It was as if I was meeting Evelyn Preer! Then Ada said her speech. Then I. And then I got to introduce Ms. Pankhurst." I couldn't say more. I was overwhelmed.

Ada continued for me as I scrubbed my body of any vial filth on it.

"Oh, Pol, Ms. Pankhurst had the most brilliant speech. She talked about how women should have the right to vote and how we should no longer be bossed around by men. We should be able to do what we like without being told otherwise. And then, she invited us for tea and salad. It was wonderful. Thank you Aunt Pol!"

"I am glad you girls enjoyed it! You both deserve it after what you've been through." 

Soon after, Ada and I finished getting washed and went to bed.

As we lay there, the fire burning, I could hear sniffles coming from Ada who was faced to the other side of me.

"Ada, love? What's wrong?" I whisper with concern in my voice, placing my hand on her shoulder.

She turned around to face me. Despite the tears rushing down her cheeks, she was wearing a smile.

"I'm so happy to have a best friend like you Daisy. I really am. I love you so much. With all my heart. I trust you."

"I love you too!" I smile and place my forehead on hers.

"That's why I need to tell you something."

I looked in her eyes confused.

"What is it?"

"Well, I've noticed that I haven't been feeling my best lately in the morning and I've missed 7 weeks of my menstrual cycle... and well... I'm pregnant. With Freddie's child."