Wednesday, April 6, 2011
WIP it Wednesday
He might keep calling it a scratch but it was an angry looking cut that had to be three inches long and it was still seeping blood.
“Ah, you should probably put something on that.”
He jerked his head towards the sink. “Have at it then.”
She’d never been anyone’s nurse and was pretty sure she didn’t exactly have a gentle touch to be any good at it. Or the bedside manner to go along with it. She picked up the small medical kit he’d motioned to and opened it. She smiled. If he wanted to be her guinea pig, who was she to argue?