Gwen sat back, giving Sybil a better view of her typing. She had written her name.
“Do you want to try?”
She got up and let Sybil sit. Sybil looked at the keys and found the ones she wanted. Slowly, with two fingers, she typed her name next to Gwen’s.
She looked to Gwen, beaming.
“Very good, M’lady.” Gwen rubbed Sybil’s shoulder. Their eyes met. Something shifted behind her gaze that made Gwen’s heart race. Gwen realised she was still stroking Sybil and pulled her hand away. Sybil looked back at the typewriter.
“Can you show me again, please?”