Lime’s away

Last night Sarah and I had a Chipotle pepper and chicken soup. We had some leftover pepper, so Sarah decided to make some salsa. Nearing the end of the salsa making, she decided to add some more lime juice. After putting some in, she began to fumble the bottle, then squirted herself in the eye, raised her hands to cover her face, dropped the bottle onto her foot where it then fell onto the floor, broken and oozing onto the tile. Abe came over to clean up, but after one lick went the other way. I asked her if she was ok. “No,” she said half laughing and half crying, “I’m hurt on so many levels.”