JACK
There was a knock on the door, “It’s a delivery for goodwill.” She said and answered the door. I took aspirin. And helped Idris but she refused and told him to stay put. The delivery guy helped her to move the packages of three big cardboard boxes.
“That’s all the glass pieces.” The nurse said cleaning the wound. She took a few little glass pieces. “You’re lucky, None of it cuts deep through,” She says and tells us to wait in the ER.
“I told you nothing to worry about,” I say, but Idris is thinking deeply about whom I go into the fight with, will it create any problem? What happened to him? All sorts of questions are running in her mind.
“Stop that,” I say.
“I can’t” She sighs, “Who is he? What if he presses charges against you? Is he okay? Why you just didn’t call the cops t
