When Sam turned to her, Aud let out a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. "Oh Merlin," she breathed, her eyes wide. "That was beautiful." She pushed herself into a sitting position, a part of her telling her she sounded like an idiot gushing on about Sam.
"You wrote that?" Sam had said she had and Audrey believed her, but it was so good, she couldn't imagine someone her own age writing it. She didn't think she was capable of anything like that, certainly.