Once they returned home from the emergency room Rory made sure Eddie was comfortable in their room with the laptop nearby. Rory went to finish cleaning the kitchen. Various items were strewn on the counter. Frowning he wondered what had been in the drawer that could have left such a nasty cut that required six stitches. Pulling the offending drawer out he dumped the contents on the floor. A knife lay in the jumbled pile. It was the one he knew Eddie had been searching for for the past couple of weeks. How had it wound up being inside this drawer? Neither one of them would have put a knife inside a drawer Hannah could have gotten into. What if it had been her instead of Eddie who had been hurt?
He squeezed his eyes shut attempting to blot out the images of his little girl slicing one of his delicate little fingers off. Eddie was bad enough but he doubted he could have handled seeing Hannah bleeding everywhere. With his mind distracted Rory discarded anything that posed a slicing hazard to curious hands reaching inside. When he was finished he sterilized the knife before returning it to it’s case.
He stomped into the bedroom. “That woman is never allowed inside our home again” he announced to his startled husband.