Under the gun

She studied her feet and could see his, almost touching her’s. He was that close.
‘You think that was good enough? You think that was good enough?’ He snarled.
She didn’t look up, didn’t dare. She knew it hadn’t been good enough and she knew how angry it made him when she didn’t try. He placed two fingers under her chin and lifted her face. She looked in his eyes and could see his disappointment.
‘Get back down there,’ he jerked his head behind her to indicate where she needed to move to. She t...