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Dewi Why wasn’t she more afraid? As I slid into the car next to her I expected her to be shaking. For tears to be in her eyes but she was just sitting there, her arms by her side as she kept her head high. A loose curl had come loose from her up do and lay curled against her neck. And I wanted to touch it, to wrap it around my finger. It was only when I had settled myself at her side and reached for her hand that I noticed they were clenched in to fists. She might be all calm on the outside but something was definitely going on on the inside. Her eyes were blazing but there was a resigned set to her shoulders. Like she had been expecting this . I frowned as I wrapped my hand round her fist. Had she been expecting this. “You ok?” I asked in a whisper but I knew the old man opposite