Chapter 21

A minute of silence fell over the house before she called out, "Is, is everything all right in there?"

I came out of the bedroom, the dark color of crimson coating my lips, chin and neck, holding my side and grimacing in pain. "It's all right now, he's dead." The blood seeped from my side onto my fingers as I leaned up against the wall.

"You're bleeding," She simply said, then left the room, coming back quickly with a towel and medical supplies.

"You really shouldn't do this, ma'am."

She handed me the towel. "It's the least I can do since you saved my life. Now come to the kitchen so I can get a good look at that wound." After I wiped my face and neck clean I followed and stopped in front of her where she had seated herself at the table. I hissed as she pulled my shirt up, the material catching on the splinters in my side. She took a pair of tweezers in her hand and then looked up at me. "Now this will hurt because of the size of the splinters but I'll try to be gentle."

I growled dee