She pushed the photo frame towards Pat who was looking out
of the French windows, lost in the moment when she first came to the bungalow.
She was happy then, may be a bit nervous – it was the first time she had been
to this ‘new’ boyfriend’s home. She wanted to make a good impression. She
watched the butterflies on the buddleia and felt them fluttering round in her
stomach.
Pat was suddenly aware that Julie was waving something in
front of her. She looked at Julie. Julie looked concerned. Her blue eyes were
wide and her eyebrows were moving north up her forehead. Her mouth was slightly
open as though she might burst.
Pat looked at the photo.
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