The Next Morning.

Jerald was having a bottle of water in the kitchen, leaning to the kitchen counter.

Jennifer walked to the kitchen and stopped to take a look around, thinking maybe she'd find the red-haired woman. She was busy touching her eyes. They were watery.

“Good Morning, Mrs. Carter.” He said to her and she smiled.

“Morning, Mr. Carter.” Jennifer responded as she walked pass him, she took out a bowl and made herself some cereal.

He noticed she was still wearing a bandage on her finger and he sighed.

“Tough night?” Jennifer asked and he turned to her.

“Uh… I wouldn't describe it as Tough.” He said and...