Mr. Whites
*consider calling for help, but fear Jenny will hear and come running, hate how she's worried about me since the accident*
Amber
*nod, walk out of my bedroom and see Mr. Whites, standing in front of Jackson's room, with blood dripping from his nose*
Mr. Whites
"Amber, could you please run to the bathroom and get lot of toilet paper*
Amber
*nod, run to the bathroom, unroll a big bundle of toilet paper*
Jackson
"Was that Amber? I want to talk to her."
Mr. Whites
"No you may not."
Amber
*run back and give it to Mr. Whites*
Mr. Whites
*take it and hold it under my nose* "Thank you sweetie. Your so helpful. Now go downstairs with the other kids, please."
Amber
*run downstairs*