Chapter 10: I Like You
I struggled to understand Pete’s actions toward me. They were downright childish. We had never been close enough for him to feel that familiar with me. We barely had done more than exchange pleasantries in the past, so how the idea got in his head that we were something more was beyond my comprehension.
Charlie and I went back to the house, where I immediately began tending to his hand. Pete hadn’t gotten a scratch on the man. The only injuries Charlie had were his busted up knuckles. They weren’t too bad, but I couldn’t ignore them.
I sat Charlie down at the kitchen table while I went to get the first aid supplies out of the bathroom. Thank goodness I had replenished our stock; we were going through it more than usual. In the past, we’d need to use it maybe once a month.
Before I went back to him, I splashed cold water on my face and looked in the mirror. I was surprised at how calm I looked.