She left the pack hospital only after Carlos had removed the stitches in her hands and feet and given her the all-clear. He’d looked right at her as he’d removed that last stitch. “Now, Nora, no more walking on glass. I don’t want you in here injured like this ever again, okay.”
She’d just nodded and gotten out of the bed “I’ll try my best to behave as is expected,” she’d stated.
“That is not what I meant,” he’d sighed. “I don’t like patching up anyone, that is all I’m saying.”
“I hear you,” she nodded. “It’s unlikely to happen ever again. I’ve got exams this coming week and then the final results to come out and planning for the third year of my degree after that. I’ll be very busy with studying and preparation.”
“You know there are other things than studying for one to do around here
