Sawdust. F**king sawdust? What the hell? I felt like I was going ot pass out. I must have looked that way too, as Bradley rushed to my side and pulled me into his arms, enfolding me in a hug so tight I could barely breathe.
"What the hell is going on?" I wailed in despair, tears now streaming down my face. I wasn't normally a crier, but my good god, this was just too much.
I held to Bradley as tightly as he was holding me, sobs wracking my body. He was whispering words of comfort to me, kissing my forehead, my temple, my face, in an effort to calm me. I buried my face in his chest, as he ran a hand up and down my back in the age old soothing motion. I almost expected him to say 'there, there'. Thank heavens he didn't, or I would have been tempted to punch him.
When I finally pulled my
