Mary pushed him away off her and he fell on the floor, hitting his head and elbow on the floor, the sound alone scared her and no matter how hard she wished not to worry, she just couldn't help it as she rushed to him almost immediately "Are you okay ?" She asked "Of course, I'm not " he said and guilt washed over her, maybe she had pushed him a little too hard.
She helped him get up "it's your fault, not mine " she said, trying to push the blame to him "i didn't scatter the bag okay? I was only joking because you made me do all the work " he said and it was true, she purposely made him do everything, she didn't tell him to help her but he insisted so she made him do everything.
"I don't believe that, how do you know that bag will make me angry ?" She asked " I might have seen a little but I closed it immediately, it's not my fault, I had no idea of what it contained" he said and truly it's not his fault, she's responsible.