I didn’t realize I had made another step back. My body finally hit the oven and my hands searched something to hold on to before I fell, my knees softened. Because what he said, it did things to me, it melted my insides and if I didn’t hold on to something, I would beg him to do it.
The pain was excruciating. I had touched the heated pan and without realizing it I screamed in agony. Mark was next to me in an instant, he grabbed my burned hand and put it under the running water.
“God, Terry, I am so sorry, it is my fault! I am so sorry!” I barely saw his face through the breaming tears – he seemed paler than before. If I wasn’t in such pain and if I could think of something else than the huge red blister on my palm, maybe I would be worried about him too. Right now though all I could thi
