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The night air was cool, much pleasanter than the stuffiness inside. The moon hung just above the rooftops.

‘It seems almost near enough to touch and make a wish,’ Kate said, gazing up at it.

Simon put his free hand over hers as it lay on his sleeve. ‘What would you wish for if you could wish for anything in the world?’

‘The same as you, I expect. A world where children can grow up strong and healthy. A world without cruelty.’

‘A tall order, but you are right. I wish it too.’

They strolled on in companionable silence until the strains of another waltz drifted out to them from the ballroom. He turned and held his arms out to her, and without speaking she stepped into them. He guided her unerringly into the dance. It was cool and dark and they were alone, with the canopy of a star-filled sky above them and the muted strains of the music guiding their steps. It was magical.

When the music faded they stood still, looking at each other in the semi-darkness, silent, a little breathless, unwilling to break apart. He still had hold of her hands, which he raised one by one to his lips. She felt the warm pressure on her skin and a little shiver passed through her. Was this a man who could break hearts?