Glenda's horrified scream sent James running down to get to his wife, and after seeing Abby standing in the middle of sharp broken plates bleeding. His heart skipped a beat, seeing her in tears saying, "I'm sorry, James. I didn't mean to break them. Please don't hate me!"
"Abby they are just plates!" Glenda growled, after Abby tried to pick up the broken pieces to put them back together.
"Abby, don't move!" James ordered, not caring about his mother's plates.
Abby wasn't paying attention to herself, she wasn't aware of the blood running down the big cut under her knee cap and from the small cuts that got little chips of porcelain that pierced her beautiful skin.
Abby didn't move just as James ordered, scared that he will upset him more if she had been stubborn. "I'm sorry." She kept
