Edward, who had followed her away from Aunt Julia's gaze, tugged at her hand. She looked down at him, wishing again that he would go away. He smiled a toothy smile. She tried to pull her hand away from his but his pudgy little fingers clasped hers more tightly. She pulled harder, he started to whinge but didn't let go. Using her other hand she prised his fingers away from hers one by one. As she did so his whining grew louder. She thought she heard Aunt Julia say something but Edward's cries drowned her out. He tried to hold her hand again and this time she gave him a shove. It was a hard shove, right in the middle of his chest, using both of her hands.
