Sarah grins, looking at their feet. “Seems I’ve got the dance down now.” She looks up.
Aengus grins. “Clap dere? Oi told yer it was easy.” He holds eye contact.
Sarah smiles. Looking over at Peter, her smile falls.
Peter stands in front of the window. He frowns, furrowing his eyebrows, and clenches his jaw. He should be dancing with her. Why didn’t he say something? Grinding his teeth, he pushes off the sill and storms out the stable door.
Sarah stops dancing. Offering a soft grin, she puts a hand to Aengus’ cheek, and then walks to the stable door. Opening it slow, she looks down. Peter sits on the steps. She sits down next to him, and shivers. He puts an arm around her. The warm embrace becomes a cold gesture. The music continues, leaking through the door.
Sarah sets her head on Pet
