High Maintenance

I watch the vulture looking at me hungrily as I lay on the ground bleeding and injured.

Can you hurry up!  This vulture is about to eat me alive!  I text my boyfriend Josh.

Seconds later, I hear the door slam behind me, heavy footfalls as he runs down the driveway.  He has ice, first aid cream, and soft gauze.  I apply the ice to my hand which soothes the pain.  Josh squeezes cream on my wound, then wraps my hand in gauze, before helping me to my feet.

“By the way, that’s not a vulture, it’s a crow.”

I shrug.  “Well, how was I supposed to know that?  I’m not a zoologist.”

Josh rolls his eyes.

“So, can you take me to the nail salon?  I really can’t drive like this.”  Josh opens the passenger door of his car so I can get in, gazing at my legs appreciatively.  “And I’m never opening my own car door again.  I can’t break another nail.”

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