Into The Flame

            The four of them didn’t move a muscle except to look at each other.  When Jay was sure it was over he rushed to Jess’ side putting pressure on her now gaping wound.  “Did you really need to cut her that deep?” He helped Jess to her feet before picking her up to carry her up the hill.

            “The attachment was deep. So the wound needed to be deep.” Myra shouted up to him as Jay huffed up the incline.

            Not one word was spoke on the ride back to the house.  All that could be heard was the hurried breathing from Jess because she was hurting.  Once inside Myra started brewing a pot of coffee. Doug and Jay threw themselves on the couch.  Jess went into the laundry room and retrieved a sewing kit.  Walking into the living room she tossed it on Jay’s lap.