There was panic in her voice.
“What, this?” I touched the bruise under my eye, then the egg-sized bump above it. My nose had at least stopped bleeding.
“Yes! You only went to collect Charlie from boxing.”
“Yeah, I thought I’d get in the ring and have a go.”
“Yep. Just kidding. Nasty step got my feet then my face had an argument with the pavement. Face lost. Popped in to say I won’t be at work tomorrow.” I grinned. It hurt to smile. “Bye.”