“Are you okay?” Vendrick asked staring at Annette who just stood there like a statue, they were like that for some minute. Totally quite only their breath could be heard. Vendrick watched Annette for a while then walked up to her. “She wasn’t thinking straight, don’t let it get to you” he gently lifted up his hand and placed it on her shoulder trying to place her at ease. Annette shut her eyes for a while and slowly loosened her clenched fist, the wound she’d inflicted on her palm visible. Vendrick taking a look at her palms, removed his hand from her shoulder and moved over to kitchen to get a bowl and a rag. Walking back to Annette, he gently picked up her hand… rubbing the wet rag against her palm to clean the blood. “I thought we’d started to get along” Annette finally spoke opening he
