Chapter 6- Patsy's P.O.V.

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The voice makes me turn around immediately. It has a soft, Welsh, ring to it, but you can hear fear in it too. I face the girl, and suddenly she's running, shouting at me, trying to get my attention, but I'm in too much shock to say anything back. Instead I just stand there like a lemon, staring at her. She reaches me, after what seems like ages, and we just stand there. No one says anything. We are just staring into each other's eyes. I can tell, in that moment, that she remembers me.
                 It's all a bit awkward; neither of us know what to do. Finally, after what seems like years, I pluck up the courage to speak.
               "You came. I thought you weren't coming." I stammer.
               "I...I didn't know whether to. But I had this image of a girl in my mind, and I had to find out if it was you. And it is you." She gently explains to me in her usual manner, in the tone that I've missed so much, her head cocked slightly to the right. It makes my heart melt.
              "I've missed you so much. It's been dreadful without you. You were gone so long!" It all just bursts out before I can think. Delia has a confused expression on her face, and it makes me worry that I've said too much. Slowly, she steps closer and studies my face; The next thing I know, she's kissing me.

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