Brandy clicked the bed again and sent it folding back up to couch cushions.
“I’m so sorry!” Brandy said.
“It’s ok.” I said,coughing a little. “Been in worse fights than that.”
“Fights!?” Brandy exclaimed. “you poor thing!”
I was surprised at Brandy’s reaction, but kept talking.
“Yeah, I get busted up pretty bad.”
Brandy put a hand up to her mouth and widened her eyes.
“How do you get though that!”
“Don’t know. I usually heal up ok, though.”
“You are so brave!” Brandy exclaimed.
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
My face caught on fire.
Is she bi-polar, or is she taking a pass at me?
Good thing she turned away to the kitchen.
“You need anything to eat?” Brandy called back.
“No.” My voice skipped a little.
A few hours of watching TV passed by, and I fell asleep on the couch.
One hell of a day!