"Answer me, Francine. Who did this to you?" Bradley demanded, stepping away from his luggage toward her. In turn, Frankie stepped back. This was noticed by everyone, but nobody mentioned it, coming straight back to the question at hand - what happened? Silently, Frankie cursed Adam for not giving her a heads-up. She was hoping he wasn't aware as they had clearly just arrived. "Francine, you better start speaking." Her father piped up, looking her up and down. He would never approve of her being in public the way she was dressed, in soiled, bloodied clothing. "First thing you need to know, Father, is that I am OK, so keep that in mind. I had a bit of an accident. We went camping and I had a bit of a fall. Xavier came and helped me." She put her hands out in a let's keep things calm manner.
