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way.
I
stroked her hair and looked into her eyes.
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In the distance we heard
shouts and screams.
Heather
looked at me, concerned.
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place where screams were not unusual, but they weren't screams that sounded like this.
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clothes and
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We made our way from the barn towards the house.
The
pool area was empty, and as we
approached the house we could
see that
there was a large crowd gathered
outside in the
rain.
People were hugging, some were crying.
"
What's happened?" One of the
guests turned to me.
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Someone took photos.
" My heart dropped to the floor
like a ton of lead.
Those
flashes.
Oh
shit, those lightning flashes.
I found Alex.
He looked distraught.
"It's over.
It's all
over.
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asked, concerned at what could cause such
upset.
"
Someone took
photos through the
windows.
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first we thought it was lightning but then someone saw them at the window.
They fled as soon as they were spotted.
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I was
sure it was
them.
Tears
came to my
eyes,
not for my own sake but for Heather.
She was a
married woman.
This could be bad.
Very bad.
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didn't
take long for the
party to
break up.
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everyone had something to hide, but
many people did.
Heather and I left
and booked into a
hotel.
I ordered an array of newspapers to be delivered to
our room in the morning.
If those photos were to be published we
needed to know if we had been
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We
just held
each other.
We
talked and we did
eventually get some sleep.
When the papers arrived the
next morning the House of Lush wasn't
front page news but there was a
double page
spread in
one of gutter rags.
The photo by the byline was the man
that we had turned away at the
start of the
night, though predictably
his name wasn't Clive.
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