Kim sat alone in the back of the ambulance, drying her tears. The paramedics, police, and fire department had rushed to the university after getting a tidal wave of calls about whatever hit the football field. Kims arm had been checked out, but the cut she had was superficial and not that deep. The paramedic put a bandage on it and that was it, but Kim had more important things on her mind than her arm.
Even though she loathed Kathy, she was worried about her. She was taken to the hospital and Kim wanted to go with her, but Ron held her back saying that she needed to get her arm checked out and that the paramedics would handle it.
That was several minutes ago and she was getting restless.
Ron popped his head into the back of the ambulance and grinned at Kim. Hey, KP.