(Author's Note - Written for The_Weekend_Write-In prompt, Quality. This one is exactly 100 words, not counting this note)

The sun cast long shadows as Molly left the village church. She pulled her shawl closer around her shoulders. It was a long walk back to the farm.

"Molly?" she heard her name called and turned as footsteps hurried toward her. She turned to see Joe's plain but honest face. "I'll walk with you, if you like," he offered, coming up alongside her.

"Thanks," she smiled.

Halfway home, they were sent jumping for their lives into the hedgerow as Lord Randall galloped past on his newest stallion, heedless of anyone else.

"That's the Quality for you!" exclaimed Joe. And spat.