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She heard theof voices and the clink of crockery If only they would shut up Quiet was good The bedroo thunk

Good, peace again

‘Polly’

Drat the o away

‘Polly, your food is here’

The tiles had gone fro Polly liked numb It was peaceful

‘Polly, if you don’t answerto break down the door’

He wouldn’t, would he?

‘Final warning, three, two’

‘Go away’ Was that her voice so clear and strong? She thought it would be croaky with years of misuse But after all it had only been fifteen minutes since she had shut the door

It just felt like centuries

‘Polly Rafferty, open the door this instant and come and eat some food’

She pulled a face in the direction of the door

‘Now!’

Her peace had evaporated He was evidently not going to give up

‘I’’

She rolled round and cla herself as the cold from the floor permeated every pore, and walked slowly to the door, twisted the lock and inched the door open ‘Satisfied?’

‘I ordered you chips And bread Carbs are good for sore stomachs’

‘I thought you only ordered things full of vitamins’

He didn’t answer, just walked away to lift the silver covers off the plates on the desk

‘You’re having chips as well?’ Wonders would never cease She’d bet half her trust fund that he would go on an extra run toram of fat

‘I wasn’t sure that you would cope with the s else’

He hadn’t asked about the test, not even with his eyes

‘They’re positive’