Can’t you see for yourself what happened? Pursing my lips, I ignored him. Eric then reached out and took my hand. As he looked at my bleeding hand, his face darkened. Opening his bag, he took out a blue handkerchief and bandaged my wound, blowing on it as he did so, even asking, “Does it hurt badly?”
I said nothing, my face devoid of emotion. Nevertheless, he didn’t take offense at me. Taking everything off the back of his bike, he then gestured for me to get on behind him, but I ignored him and stood there motionlessly.
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