Sticks And Stones
He's never wrong.
He never allows himself to be wrong.
But it's staring him right in the face.
A lapse in judgment.
An error.
The few strips of gauze he's pulled from the drawer just aren't going to be enough to fix this mess.
The blood soaked wad currently in his hand is hurled in the direction of the sink.
He never allows himself to be wrong.
But it's staring him right in the face.
A lapse in judgment.
An error.
The few strips of gauze he's pulled from the drawer just aren't going to be enough to fix this mess.
The blood soaked wad currently in his hand is hurled in the direction of the sink.