It wasn't who she was expecting but it was a great relief.
Hello Michael!
She sighed out of relief and stretched out her hand for him to pick her up.
He looked at her for a moment, then he stretched out his hand to pull her up.
What are you doing down there? Michael asked.
What am I doing down here? She replied lost.
Hop in, Michael said.
She sat in the car, massaging her bruised elbow.
She was wondering when Michael got this new car, and Michael was looking at her, with the side of his eye, she had given him every reason to doubt her sanity.
That looks bad, he said, pointing at her elbows.
I tripped and fell, she said in response, as though she felt obliged to respond to his earlier question.
Michael knew something was wrong but he didn't know what was wrong.
He had noticed t
