- 10.
Back at the house, Jake tossed me a tube of
ointment.
I was shocked.
He was actually showing concern.
Maybe the soup was working.
I grabbed the ointment, grinning, and started
rubbing it on my wounds.
He scowled.
“It’s just a freakin‘ ointment, don’t get all
excited.”
I couldn’t stop smiling.
く
“Of course I’m excited! It’s the first time
you’ve ever been nice to me.”
“Jake, the best thing for a woman is a good
man.”
“You women are so dramatic. Can’t live
without a guy?”
He stormed off, pulled the covers over his
head, and went to sleep.
I was still stuck on the couch.
“Oh, I’m hurt and still on the couch.”
“It’s fine, just my body is hurting…”
Before I could finish, he yanked me onto the
bed, alowering
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Before I could finish, he yanked me onto the
bed, glowering.
“Just sleep!”
He curled up on the couch.
Kind of funny.
I heard that people who curl up when they sleep were always worried.
So, I waited until he was asleep and covered
him with a blanket.
Then, I crept away.
I kept making him the soup, and he was used
to drinking it every day.
