So he lay and counted, one, two, three, gradually making his arithmetic way to one hundred. And she sat and waited, waited for the vortex to firm up and present to her the door. This, finally, this was the hide-and-seek that she had dreamt of. Finally she would step through and away from him … forever. The last angry slap, the last abusive word, the last reward for discovery – this time he’d not find her. No, this was the hide-and-seek of escape.
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