A band-aid was enough

Late afternoon.

The humidity was almost unbearing and I was sitting in the garden with a glass of icetea, nearly dozing off.

Suddenly the doorbell rang three times.
It sounded alarming so I shot out of my chair and ran to the front door.

A little girls gazed at me with big eyes, ten suddenly started yelling
"he's hurt, he's hurt."

Yes, he was.
His skateboard was on the street a few meters away
and he was looking at his knee in utter disgust.
"It's bleeding".

So I told him I'm a nurse and I'm able to help him.
With the help of a larger boy he went with me.
I cleaned his wound,
and put a band-aid on.

Then I took the tin with cookies and wanted to give him some.

In the meantime he was already standing on his feet, ready to leave the house.

He nodded "no", and thanked me for helping him out.

Within a few seconds he was gone outside.

A band-aid was enough.