Prue and Paul #2

Prue and Paul #1

Paul sat very still. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d felt as taken by surprise. And his face stung. His eyes focussed on Prue’s as she sat, nursing her smarting hand. The whole room felt as though it hummed quietly in suspense, waiting motionlessly: this was a moment that was taking on a larger significance. Neither Paul nor Prue were aware that whatever happened next would be looked back on as a defining point, but they both knew that the air crackled with expectancy.

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