*Mel's really glad she can get mad again, because if she'd had to cry when she nicked herself slicing tomatoes, instead of cursing and kicking the stove, she would've been mortified. She finishes making the two sandwiches, wraps them up, and puts them in the picnic basket with the bottle of lemonade, plates, napkins, and glasses, and a smallish
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Honestly, Mel. When we get home, I’m never letting you near the kitchen. Let me see your hand.
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I'll learn! You look cute.
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[Mail smiles and gives her a kiss in return - on the opposite cheek. When her hand is offered, he takes it and inspects the cut.]
And it looks like you didn't even clean it properly! Didn't your learn about bacteria and disease in that genius factory of yours? [His tone is obviously playful and he gently nudges her to the sink.] This will sting a little. [It's stupid to warn someone of it, but he feels it's necessary. He takes runs lukewarm water over the cut and applies a dab of antibacterial soap, rubbing it against her wound and then rinsing it when finished. After that, he dries it with a paper towel and gives the cut a little kiss.] There. All better.
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*She laughs softly and willingly lets him take care of the cut.* I'm afraid I learned more about being in a hurry to get things done. Thanks, love. Do you need any ice or anything?
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