Date: 2010-07-17 12:59 am (UTC)
Maureen's mouth started to curl into a smile when she saw him tugging at his shirt - but then she saw the bruises.

"Oh, sugar!" She moved closer to him and slid a palm gently onto a clear spot on his chest. "Are you all right? You didn't fight with Roger again did you?"
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