She liked Amanda Smith a lot, she was so gentle and lovely, that even as a woman, she couldn't help wanting to be even nicer to her.
It was no wonder Samuel Johnson liked her so much.
Yet such a kind person had been hurt because of her...
Joy Parker was consumed with self-reproach.
The little nurse approached from not far away, cautiously speaking to the two bloodied people, "Both of you, your arms are still bleeding, would you like us to check them for you?"
Joy nodded, and Samuel Johnson gave a slight nod, following the nurse onto another ambulance.
Sitting in the vehicle, despite being given an anesthetic, they still grimaced in pain when the glass shards were being removed.
Joy bit her lip tightly to keep from crying out in pain.
As for Samuel Johnson, he seemed completely oblivious to the pain, staring into space, lost in thought since getting into the vehicle, looking as if he was pondering something.