When the bleeding seemed to slow down, he took out some cotton and a bottle of iodine. The strong smell filled the air as he opened it and applied it to the cotton. He carefully cleaned her forehead wound, trying not to cause her any more pain, and then wrapped it with a bandage, hoping this would keep her safe until she woke up.
He picked up an apple from the basket, loving how it looked, and set it on his plate. Sitting down in his chair, he grabbed a knife and sliced the apple into wedges. As he took a bite, enjoying the crispness and sweetness, his mind wandered to her. He kept wondering what she was up to and what thoughts were running through her head. His curiosity took over, and he found it hard to focus on anything else, totally zoning out as his thoughts drifted.
